Sportsmens Thread (Hunting, Fishing, Etc,Etc) (Read 4,568 times)

Jim & I were talking the other evening and though should start a new thread to get more traffic and action going.

Notice read 32 times but not one reply.  Guess this was a bad idea and waste of time.

These two guys, one Major and one Chief went out fishing on Delta Lake not far from Griffiss AFB, NY.

They fished from sunrise to almost sunset and move many times.

Just before dark at their last spot they caught 30 bass.

The major said to the Chief,  " Chief, Pull up the anchor and I'll mark the spot for tomorrows fishing trip."

They started up the outboard and made it back to the marina just before dark.

The Chief while securing the boat to the dock asked the Major,  "Sir, did you mark our fishing spot?"

The Major responded, "Yes I did chief, I put a big "X" in the bottom of the boat."

The Chief a bit upset snapped back, "With all do respect Sir, your not that bright, we might not be able to rent the same boat tomorrow!"

Got to love Majors and Chiefs. 

Oct 20, 2017 14:01:51 GMT 9 Bullhunter said:

These two guys, one Major and one Chief went out fishing on Delta Lake not far from Griffiss AFB, NY.

They fished from sunrise to almost sunset and move many times.

Just before dark at their last spot they caught 30 bass.

The major said to the Chief,  " Chief, Pull up the anchor and I'll mark the spot for tomorrows fishing trip."

They started up the outboard and made it back to the marina just before dark.

The Chief while securing the boat to the dock asked the Major,  "Sir, did you mark our fishing spot?"

The Major responded, "Yes I did chief, I put a big "X" in the bottom of the boat."

The Chief a bit upset snapped back, "With all do respect Sir, your not that bright, we might not be able to rent the same boat tomorrow!"

Got to love Majors and Chiefs. 

At least that was a permanent marker, the way I heard the story was the Major pissed in lake to mark the spot.  Besides a Chief would have made two sightings so he could find the spot upon return. And in another version the Chief walked back to the spot, not needing a boat. The boat just makes a convenient  place to store his bait and beer while he caught the big ones. PS, It's now been over 31 years since I retired...1 Oct 1986 So does that make me an old Chief?

Lorin

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The one that did not get away !

King Salmon

39 1/2 inches

45 pounds

Caught on 14 pound test line

Neah Bay, WA.

I've harvested elk with rifle and archery. On one archery hunt a harvested a big cow elk. I was alone so I needed to figure how to get the elk into the van. The elk had to have weighed 800 to 1,000 pounds.
Anyway I walked down this old logging road the was on a hillside. Large meadow above and thick woods below the road. I rounded a bend and caught a elk herd crossing the road and as I drew my bow the saw me. Most of the herd went on down in the woods, but a few stayed above the road and seemed unsure of what too do. I crept down the road quietly knowing they will want to join the heard.
Before I could shoot an arrow they withdrew back in the woods. I stopped and stood still. I looked slowly and listened. I heard the elk passing by me above the road and knew they were trying to circle around me and cross the road. I slowly turned around and positioned myself next to some limbs so my camo would blend in. I drew my bow and with in a few seconds this big cow elk jumped off the bank and landed in the middle of the road. This was a 50 or 60 yard shot and I quickly debate weather to try or not. My mind quickly figured the distance and the drop of the arrow so I adjusted and let the arrow loose, as I relaxed, held my breath. I watched that arrow fly perfectly and impact the elk right behind the front shoulder going through ribs and lungs, right where an arrow suppose to go. The arrow impacted and the elk jumped over the bank and into the woods. I heard the elk run a bit then stop. I listened and then heard a crash. I figured the elk had expired and fell dead. I sat on a big rock next to the road and waited for about 45 minutes then tracked the tracks & blood trail.
I found the elk about 40 yards into the woods. Now how to get the elk out and into the van. I tagged the elk and gutted it out.
I walked back to the van and drove it to where the elk was. I carried a long cable with me so I put a loop around the elks neck and the rest went up the hill, across the road, around a big fir tree, and hooked to my trailer hitch. The van pulled the elk up and out across the road and up the bank. I then unhooked the cable, parked the van next to the bank, just pulled the elk down the bank and guided it into the side door of the van.
No as Paul Harvey used to say, "Here is the rest of the story."


My hunting Buddy show up and he had not got an elk. I told him about the elk herd and told him to sit her tonight and tomorrow morning and he will get one. Anyway he did not listen and went down into the woods and scared them away.
I got the elk home later that day and showed my wife and kids. I then took it to the butcher shop. The elk was stiff and I could not get it out of the van because of the legs. I got the butcher and he laughed. He gave me a bone saw and told me to cut the legs off at the knees. I was able to get the elk out, but it was a fight, and I paid extra to have him do a good skin job so I could tan the hide.
Weeks later I picked up the processed meat and my hunting buddy's wife from across the street came over and asked how much were they going to get. I had told my wife than at hunting camp I asked him if we were going to split the meat if one of us got and elk. He said whoever gets an elk keeps it. That was the agreement and that is what my wife to his wife. She stormed back across the street and we heard the fighting.

 


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This is another short story out of my book.

Funniest Fishing Trips:
Our first boat was a small 16 foot tri-hull manufactured by Evenrude Inc. It was very comfortable as long as you did not encounter windy weather and waves. My wife and I had many enjoyable and relaxing boat trips out on Puget Sound. This boat had removable seats and I often removed the seats on the passenger’s side and put in a recliner. My wife enjoyed lying in the sun and working on her tan, and or reading, while I fished for salmon. One day it was extremely hot with no breeze on the water, so as she laid on the mattress and took off her bathing suit top. No one could see her as the mattress was on the floor out of sight.

I never liked to fish near other boats and always stayed a fair distance from groups of boats. Often fishing lines would get tangled, fish would get loose, and sometimes fisherman’s tempers would flair over it. So I always kept my distance.

A breeze pick up and along with the tide our boat was drifting fairly good and being pushed along on the tide. I had the motor shut off to keep it quiet and peaceful as we drifted along on the tide. You could hear the water lap against the side of the boat, the splashes of salmon jumping, and of birds in the air. We loved our boating and fishing trips.

I’d been focused on my fishing as the salmon were active. I hadn’t noticed, but the tide had carried us fairly close to other boats, maybe 50 or 60 yards away. I don’t know what came over me but I decided to play a practical joke on my wife. I yelled, “Look a gray whale near the boat!” My wife jumped up and said “Where?” I looked around and said, “I don’t know, but those boats are looking for it also.” My wife looked up with her waist length blonde hair blowing in the breeze and no bathing suit top on, and when she noticed the other boats and fishermen looking our way she quickly ducked down out of sight.  
    
We always had some fun and games while we were out in our boat. My wife did not think that was funny. Twenty some years later we both laugh at it.

Check out this big buck my cousin's husband harvested on the farm in PA.

Look between the antlers.  Is it bad luck to shoot a Unicorn ??