Howdy /out/!
I want to hear your wildlife encounter stories. It doesn't have to be dramatic or devolve into a cock measuring contest. I just want to hear about some of your encounters, how you handled it, how it turned out, ect. And I'm talking about wildlife, not that /x/ spoopy shit. Green text optional.
I'll paste two of mine to start
If you got any OC pictures from the same trip as the story, share them fool.
>be me
>be innatent
>be inna Selkirk Mountains backpacking
>it's almost 3am
>woke up at 2am to piss
>unable to fall back asleep
>just laying there thinking about how unspooked I am
>forest is making foresty noises
>slight wind, moving branches and such
>hear a pronounced branch crack sound
>take notice, but the forest is gonna forest
>then I hear it
>two low grunt noises in quick succession
>"oh fuck I did not just hear that"
>hear them again, little closer this time
>they're coming from the direction of my feet
>heart racing, palms sweating
>bear spray is next to me
>the grunts are happening in sets of two
>within 30 feet of my tent
>at this point they are coming from right of my head
>quietly squirm arm out of mummy bag
>grip bear spray, slide off safety
>sitting up now
>justfoundJesus.png
>the grunts continue, slowly moving away from me now
>hear breathing, bushes rustling
>jimmies are also a rustlin'
>the grunts continue away from me
>can't hear them anymore
>wait 5 minutes, sitting still
>crawl out of my bag, unzip tent, shine light all around
>still pretty spooped, but the badassness of the situation is starting to sink in
>put spray back, crawl back into mummy bag
>no chance of sleeping now
>starts to get light at 4:30
>never been so happy to see the sun
>finish trip on a pretty good high from the night
pic related: low quality shot of my tent illuminated at night, taken the same night as the bear encounter. I've been close to a black bear before while hunting, but never that close, and never while I'm in my undies. This was last weekend and it was a badass way to start the summer.
Another
>be bow hunting whitetails in the Little Pend Oreille Wildlife Refuge in WA
>No snow on the ground, but it's cold as hell
>three days in of five
>haven't seen much worth shooting yet, but my standards drop each passing day
>day four
>sitting in my blind by sunrise
>see pic related; it's comfy in there
>forest starts coming alive as the sun comes up
>none of the critters know i'm here
>about an hour after sunrise I see 4 whitetails
>problem is they're hoofing it at a full sprint
>now I'm pissed, wondering how they saw me
>they're 100 yards away
>I'm upwind
>I havent moved an inch
>wtf.exe
>they continue to hall ass away from me
>about 50 yards behind them I see it
>holy shit!
>fucking mountain lion in hot pursuit of these deer
>it's moving low and fast behind them
>grayish color
>long tail
>obviously a big fucking cat
>i'm shitting a brick in excitement
>this spots toast but fuckin a', i aint even mad
>I stay put for about 30 minutes after the sighting
>pack up my shit and head back to camp
I came home from that trip empty handed, but it's pretty high ranking in my list of badass shit that I've seen innawoods
I got many stories but being honest I am not going to type them out if noone reads them. Just tell me if I should.
>Trapper for 8 years
> hunting for 16
> hunted with bow, rifle, shotgun and side arm
I used to work with a company that ran training courses for military and police units that were set to deploy to Afghanistan. One of the things we did was rig up fake IEDs that used CO2 tanks, burst discs, and grey talcum powder to train folks on how to respond to an IED. We'd coordinate with their officers, then go out into the military training area and set up the devices on their patrol route. So this usually ended up with me and another guy traipsing about the woods at 5AM, looking for good spots to plant fake IEDs, then setting up a little hide within radio detonator range and trying not to fall asleep. Pretty good job in retrospect.
Anyhow, one spring morning we finished setting up and were just lying back on some air mattresses a little ways off waiting to blow some folks up when a pair of young deer came right up to us, maybe 2m away, and bedded down next to us. We didn't move, they didn't move, and we all just sort of chilled out for 20-30 minutes until the patrol we were supposed to hit started getting close. The deer just sort of calmly wandered off, and we got back to playing terrorist on the government dime. Apparently since hunting is forbidden in military training areas a lot of the animals have lost a lot of their fear of humans.
>>788236
Man that sounds like a badass job! I grew up on a farm and deer would just chill as you walked up to them. It's pretty crazy how adjusted they can become to people
>>788171
> hunted with bow
Bow hunters always got such good stories. It's the nature of the hunt. Gotta get so close. I love it.
I'll read if you share
>>788202
Oops meant to respond to you
>be me out durr huntan
>having a wank while things are slow
>peep up over durr stand wall
>o lol its 2 coyotes
>ssssslllllooooowwwwly let go of dick
>ssssslllllooooowwwwly reach for durr rifle
>durr rifle goes clanking down
>coyotes take off
>I grab rifle
>try to aim out window slam erect dick into wall of stand
>cry out in anguish
>on accident fire rifle
>back at durr camp tell different story
>>788245
Okay, time to start typing for the next hour.
>5 years old
>Father allowed me to set up some traps and check them near the cabin to shit me up
>I go out trooping with a 22 to dispatch a animal and for protection if needed
>Father doubts me getting anything everyday I can tell
>Dispatch means to kill
>I got me a fox so I take that back to the cabin my mother and father are very happy and I reset it
>I go back out to check my other traps and its a raccoon so I dispatch it like my father taught me and I shout out with my whistle signalling I am okay.
> take it back they are happy
> go out and this time a grizzly is beside my trap and its a mother.
> she stands up and starts growling at me and I end up firing couple rounds up in the air and my parents come running out. Multiply rounds tends to mean not everything is alright. Parents come running out father has the 45 and my mother has the shotgun and they notice the bear and me running away from it. (bear didn't chase me)
> after that I wasn't allowed to check traps alone for many years.
>7 or 8 years old not really sure hanging out with some friends on the trapline for a week, packing a 22. just shooting up the place and any small game we see for dinner (legal animals ofc)
> We end up going to my house and asking if we can spend the night out at Round a about creek. About 2-3 km away from my house
> parents say sure but ask us to pack the stat phone and check before we go to bed.
> we have a fire going around 7pm or so we call in and start cooking up some fish we caught.
> good times out there.
> tell my friend to put the food we brought up in a bear bag but he didn't (FUCKING DUMBASS)
> 3 am or so a bear comes into our little camp
> Bears nose is inside our bottomless tent. >Bear is sniffing my friends backpack.
> my friend put the fucking food in his bag.
> I end up throwing my friends backpack out the tents door hoping the bear would take it or leave us alone.
> My friend put the 22 on his backpack
> I THREW THE GUN OUT THE DOOR
> My friend wakes up and me and him end up bear spraying the bear and running for the cabin.
> luckily got to the cabin and my parents come out to track down the bear
> Bear ended up breaking into our food cabin.
> Dispatched the bear.
>>788258
Damn. How far away was this trap from your parents?
> 19 years old go out moose hunting with my dog
> Got a moose but the night started to come
> So I bagged up the fur and the meat and hung it.
> set up camp and got a fire going.
> Fell asleep fire roaring
> 2am or so can't remember
> Grizzly is approaching. Dog starts barking and I wake up
> Grizzly attacks my dog and dog vise versa.
> I shot the bear with my firearm multiply times and my side arm
> Bear finally dies
> go to check my dog or what remains of my dog I should say.
> Dog is mauled terrible torn legs torn body so I decide the humane thing to do is dispatch her.
> Skin the bear and take the skull for the rangers. Take my dog and my moose home.
> /end
Comment above about 1-2KM not far.
> 12 or so
> my family is allowing me to run my own mini trapline
> Got some beavers on the west area of the trapline
> set up some 330's and a couple Custer traps
> caught 4 beavers.
> Radio my dad to come by and pick them up
> big fatty ass beavers at the time weighed a million pounds but in reality like 30 lol
> he comes by and I reset the traps
> we go home as he has alot of skinning to do.
> we set up the skinning rack and start skinning them
> all is fine til night time comes around
> raw hanging beaver what could go wrong?
> 2 bears that night a cub and the mother.
> we didn't shoot them as without the mother the cub would die and we didn't want to shoot the cub because she would get mad.
> shoot off multiple rounds into the air and they run away.
> maybe 30 or 45 feet away
> 14 years old got a new bow for my birthday
> 55 pound pull bow hand made by the native tribe that use to live by us/well they still do but we moved
> Practiced and practiced
> hunting season oh bow (get it bow instead of boy?) haha yeah no.
> Going after white tail deer
> sitting up on a tree branch with my dad looking out for deer
> nice big male 4-5 years old I want to say no real clue
> We both draw back and shoot it
> I hit its lower body right beside the lungs and my father misses.
> Deer goes running and we have to track it down
> spend hours AND I MEAN HOURS tracking this damn thing down.
> finally we find it and its not dead
> damn thing broke its leg!
> we dispatch it after it started kicking and crying
> not a good feeling.
I got many more stories but I got to cook some dinner. May be back may not be back.
>>788284
What's for dinner?
>>788288
nothing fancy some baked potatoes and some beaver roast. for my dog some fish I caught two days ago.
>>788282
Nothing to feel bad about
>>788320
if you heard the thing cry you'd understand. It doesn't keep me up but it doesn't feel well. I like lethal kills right away and not painful slow deaths. If I hadn't found it, it would of lived for a couple of days easily.
>hiking in yellowstone
>short, 3 mile total trail
>see the waterfall at the end of the trail, turn around and head back
>saw some bison on the way in, but they were out of the way and i don't worry too much about them
>spring time, so calves are out and about with momma and papa
>turn a corner on the trail and BOOM, about 6 feet from 2 bison with their calf close by
>talk to them and ask them to be cool and please don't gore me
>they were super chill and I just hopped off the trail and sludged through some mud and high grass so they could have some room
>didn't do anything weird, just kinda looked at me and kept on doin their thing
Was still a bit of a surprise all of a sudden being face to face with those big fuckers.
>>788342
One more
>hiking up at Raven Cliff Falls outside of Helen, GA
>usually a pretty heavily traveled trail, but for some reason not today
>walk about a half mile in or so and turn this gentle corner on the trail and this bear cub goes HAULING ass away from me
>turned out the poor little dude was taking a shit directly on the trail
>literally scared the shit out of a bear
>seein a cub means momma is somehwere around
>this trail is a bit raised over a small little valley/lower creekbed area
>see momma with 2 other cubs down about 150 yards away below me by the creekbed
>she hops up on her hind legs to check me out
>i just back away slowly the way i came to give them some room to wander wherever they were heading
>go back to my car at the trailhead for 20 minutes and then head back out on the trail
>they were long gone
Great hike and the falls are cool. Blackies don't worry me too much, especially because I had a .40 on me. I really just felt bad for that poor bear cub I scared. Little dude just wanted to take a shit on the trail and he probably had to cut off halfway when he bolted.
>>788342
reminds me of a trout fishing story
>Fishing Pine River in Michigan
>walking down a trail to get to the river, trail is at top of high bank about 200' above the river,
>come around a corner, deer standing on trail 5 feet away from me
>we look at each other, I'm thinking please don't knock me down this clay bank
>deer does the right thing and runs off
>Running in Dept. of Agri. land.
>middle of facking nowhere on AR/OK border.
>Hundred and fuck degrees.
>Shuffling up a long rise in woods
> watching my feet.
>Got the Heeler dog.
>She gets edgy
>I look up
>see Emu
>WT actual F?
>Looks like a velocoraptor
>3 minute standoff as I back up
>Ran back down trail
>rather see a bear any day
>>788202
Got any good big game stories?
>>788258
Holy shit man!
>>788263
Jesus Christmas. Seeing a bear cub run away from you must be the most horrible feeling ever lol
>>788364
>american scared of oversized chicken
classic
>>788434
As a guy whose never seen an emu in person. Fuck that shit. That's a big Bird thing.
>>788434
Bears I can understand and predict. Yeah,I have no idea what a giant fucking chicken's gonna do. Except I heard they love to stomp dogs.Like the one beside me itching to try his hand at emu.
>>788268
You an AK anon?
>>788421
Uhh, not really like I myself have hunted and shot bears for meat before but close danger encounters nothing insane and intense really. Wolfs though I do have a story.
>19 hammered with some buddies at my house in BF nowhere
>Got chickens, a horse, a dog, cat, rabbits, and a goat some ducks and a couple turkeys.
>So anyway we were getting pretty damn drunk
> I wasn't really drinking to much
> 11 at night or so and my chickens are going insane
> I walk out onto my porch and pointed my flashlight at the coop and I noticed there was a pack of wolves.
> I grabbed my 12 gauge shotgun loaded with a couple rounds of buck shot
> shot out a couple of rounds and killed 2 on sight
> early morning came around and I watched for them to track them down
> 2 more dead from blood lose.
> ended up killed 4 of them.
>>788451
Canadian from the Yukon.
>>788458
Figured you must be a northernly anon. Badass stories man thanks for sharing
Can't green text. On mobile and fuck that noise.
I was 10 years old at the time. Hunting modern with my dad in the great state of Washington. We had never been in this spot before, so we're walking down a logging road just scoping the place out. We round a bend, and as we do, the bushes off to our left explode, so to speak. We both are spooked. And I mean it was loud as fuck. Sure enough, huge fucking moose that we spooked. We watched him run off. That's one of my earliest wildlife memories I can share
>>788458
Shit man, what's it like up there? BCfag here (not a chink tho)
>>788202
always want to read bro
>>788434
I lived next to an ostrich farm growing up, those things are aggressive as fuck
>>788434
they are probably the most dangerous livestock
>>788320
Yes it is you heartless fuck.
>>788171
camping in remote forestry road. alone. wolves howling by river 50m from camp. nervous but didn't worry about it and it was fine.
black bear appears over ridge next to river while I am fly fishing in middle of river. Just freeze. Bear continues on its way across ridge
fly fishing at mountain lake. facing water. someone calls out there is a bear behind me from parking lot directly behind me about 100m away. about 50m away again to my left is a huge grizzly. I mean think of one of those huge bastards. I had a large cutthroat trout on the line. I landed it fast and then started calmly walking away from bear and slowly up to parking lot. If someone hadn't been in that parking lot to warn me it might have turned out bad for me. But reacting in a calm manner is always best. I think the bear left me alone because I acted like something that wasn't prey. It's kind of like going out clubbing and getting into a confrontation with a roid rager. bears are a little easier to deal with though.
also working up north we used to have a silver fox that would visit our camp. He used to walk around my feet and stuff just like a dog. Foxes are one of my favourite animals. So smart and amusing and just nice.
>last night
>go /out/side my girlfriends house to my truck to leave
>see coyote behind truck
>say "what the fuck"
>coyote looks at me and walks away
>>788236
That's a really fucking cool job, to be honest
Out of interest, how'd you get into it?
>>788254
>>788171
>Be me
>Strolling through the vineyards outside of my village
>Cross path with a boar
>We look at each other
>He runs away
And that's about my most exciting """""wild"""""life encounter
>>788174
>the badassness of the situation
An animal walked through your campsite. Big fucking deal.
I saw some Salamandras in a wash basin near some ruins. I took some pictures.
I saw an Alpine ibex once hiking around Chamonix, I got close, I took some pictures, and went away.
I saw a bird, probably an Alpine chough, while eating during a hike, I gave him some food, took some picture. It went away.
I saw young goat with a big belly tumor once hiking. I stopped, took some pictures and carried on hiking.
>go /out/ for a week to the desert
>start hiking don't bring guns cause there made for murder
>walk around for a couple hours
>find a cave notice fresh kills all around it
>"OH FUCK"
>started walking back to my boyfriends camp to let him know
>see these fury big guys
>put my hand over my mouth
>heart was pounding
>sweating like crazy praying they didn't smell my perfume
>one casual stops looks right at me
>than pounces away running
>tell my man
>makeup fucked from all the sweating and cryin
>we pack up and leave
Fuck cats
>>788171
I went fishing after I had some bloodwork done at a clinic in Tampa. I went under a bridge/overpass for a few minutes and saw a big-ass river otter galloping towards me from down the canal, so I noped the fuck out of there.
>>788171
I have two
>come across bison innawoods at jellystone national park
>50 yards away and just calved
>fuckers follow us for 200 yards as we slowly walk backwards
Other one was
>be innaamazon
>be dicking around with vines on 100+foot trees
>yank one down and hits ground
>see puma run away
>shiggyback where we came from
There has been a couple times hunting where coyotes followed me to my blind.
