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Post by retnuhreed on Jan 24, 2010 8:53:13 GMT -5
A lot of people tap on deer with their weapon when they're walking up to it after a track. Has anyone had a deer alive and give them a surprise?
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Post by dbd870 on Jan 24, 2010 10:16:46 GMT -5
Not I.
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Post by danf on Jan 24, 2010 10:25:13 GMT -5
Not after being shot, but I have seen a "roadkill" that wasn't dead yet but was playing it pretty well until someone reached down to grab a back leg.  |
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Post by old3arrows on Jan 24, 2010 10:30:49 GMT -5
Yep, and I got my butt whooped!!!! ;D In gun season several years ago, my hunting partner and I bedded a really tall fork-horn the night before gun season. He had never killed a buck, so we decided to go after this deer at first light, as he was bedded with several does as well. We started on opposite sides of a thick drainage ditch with him on the side the deer were bedded, to flush them out. The ditch was a couple of hundred yards long and emptied in to Pipe Creek. Well, as luck would have it, the deer had gotten up and were headed to a CRP field on my side of the ditch. The buck was walking directly toward me, and I whistled, waved, and did everything I could think of to chase the deer to my partner. He would have nothing to do with being run off and dared me to fire on him at 20 yards. I did, and he flopped to the ground like a sack of tatters! I shot him with a Knight BK-92 and didn't even think about reloading before I finished him off with my belt knife. First novice mistake! I laid the gun down, straddled the deer, grabbed his antlers. Next thing I knew, I was on about a four second ride in a rodeo, yelling and screaming for my buddy to come shoot this devil of a beast!!!!!!  After he shook me off and punched me in the gut with his back hoofs for good measure he was gone in a flash and on to an adjoining property. Instead of trying to shoot the deer while it was running off my friend was too busy laughing hysterically!!! Luckily this was before the advent of cell phones and digital cameras, so no photographic proof was available. Several minutes later we heard a shot from the direction he headed. We went to investigate, and found the poor beast stone cold dead at the hands of another more fortunate hunter! We knew the fella, and he questioned me as to if I had fallen in the creek on the way over and rolled around in the mud. I still wasn't going to take any chances though, so I had my buddy cover us as I helped gut and drag the deer back to our neighbors truck. My shot had taken the buck on the heavy part of the bone on the front left shoulder and not penetrated. Several lessons were learned that day! Proper shot placement, always reload, and never ever try to ride a deer!!!! |
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Post by dadfsr on Jan 24, 2010 11:18:12 GMT -5
Not after being shot, but I have seen a "roadkill" that wasn't dead yet but was playing it pretty well until someone reached down to grab a back leg. Are you talking about JR's roadkill??? If this is the one Dan is talking about it happened well over 20 years ago but I'll never forget it- My wife had gone to church early and came back to tell me that there was a doe that had been hit just a 100 yards down the road that she had seen going to church and it was still there just an hour or so later...this was a "known" deer crossing to us and I think I put as much "roadkill" deer in the freezer as I did "hunted" deer. We had plenty of meat in the freezer so I called JR, a good friend of mine, who wasn't having the best of times and told him I'd help him get the deer loaded up if he wanted it. Now JR is about 6' and looks like a fence post wearing magnifying glasses for regular glasses. He and I both pulled up about the same time to where the doe was still laying so he backed his pickup down to the doe. He and I both walked around tothe back of his truck about the same time, he reached down to grab the back legs and the doe immediately tried to stand up! I think JR's eyes went as wide as his glasses and the lenses sure made it seem like they were as big as his face. Never mind what came out of his mouth but by that time I was rolling on the ground laughing so hard I couldn't hardly breathe. IIRC the doe had both front legs broke and couldn't go anywhere but had been laying absolutely still for a couple of hours that I had seen. I called JR for some other roadkills over the next several years while we still lived at that house and the first question he always had was "Are you sure it's dead?!?". |
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Post by Decatur on Jan 24, 2010 11:21:35 GMT -5
O3A, WOW! |
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Post by whitetail1 on Jan 24, 2010 12:43:31 GMT -5
I had it happen on the first deer I ever killed. It was back in the mid 80's and I was hunting near Rockville. I was 15 years old at the time. Had a deer come in on a trail about an hour or so before dark and stop broadside about 20 yards out. I drew back my bow, shot and watched my arrow hit just a tad back of where I wanted. The deer jumped, but didn't run off. He just walked real slow for about 50 yards and stood there for several seconds with his tail twitching violently. He went down and had his head up for a few seconds, but soon laid his head down.
I was so excited I couldn't stand it. This was my first deer and I got it with my bow. I was shaking so much I couldn't hardly climb down my tree. When I made it to the ground, I ran over to where the deer went down. I stopped about 5 yards away from him when my emotions hit me like a hammer. I had laid my bow down and was standing there just taking it all in. All of a sudden, the deer jumps up and bolts about 15 yards and stops. I was half scared, half shocked and didn't know what the heck to do. It seemed like forever that I just stood there with the deer looking back at me. I bent over real slow, picked up my bow, and nocked another arrow. To this day, I can still remember coming to full draw and not being able to hold the pin steady on the deer because I was shaking so much. Anyway, I let the second arrow fly and it hit him just beneath the spine. He went down instantly that time! But before I started walking towards him again, I nocked another arrow just in case. This time though, he was down for good.
It is a memory I'll never forget!
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Post by drs on Jan 24, 2010 14:08:22 GMT -5
NOPE, not yet. I place my shots right in the "Kill Zone". One shot, one harvested Deer.  |
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Post by huxbux on Jan 24, 2010 14:08:52 GMT -5
Yep, and I got my butt whooped!!!! ;D In gun season several years ago, my hunting partner and I bedded a really tall fork-horn the night before gun season. He had never killed a buck, so we decided to go after this deer at first light, as he was bedded with several does as well. We started on opposite sides of a thick drainage ditch with him on the side the deer were bedded, to flush them out. The ditch was a couple of hundred yards long and emptied in to Pipe Creek. Well, as luck would have it, the deer had gotten up and were headed to a CRP field on my side of the ditch. The buck was walking directly toward me, and I whistled, waved, and did everything I could think of to chase the deer to my partner. He would have nothing to do with being run off and dared me to fire on him at 20 yards. I did, and he flopped to the ground like a sack of tatters! I shot him with a Knight BK-92 and didn't even think about reloading before I finished him off with my belt knife. First novice mistake! I laid the gun down, straddled the deer, grabbed his antlers. Next thing I knew, I was on about a four second ride in a rodeo, yelling and screaming for my buddy to come shoot this devil of a beast!!!!!! After he shook me off and punched me in the gut with his back hoofs for good measure he was gone in a flash and on to an adjoining property. Instead of trying to shoot the deer while it was running off my friend was too busy laughing hysterically!!! Luckily this was before the advent of cell phones and digital cameras, so no photographic proof was available. Several minutes later we heard a shot from the direction he headed. We went to investigate, and found the poor beast stone cold dead at the hands of another more fortunate hunter! We knew the fella, and he questioned me as to if I had fallen in the creek on the way over and rolled around in the mud. I still wasn't going to take any chances though, so I had my buddy cover us as I helped gut and drag the deer back to our neighbors truck. My shot had taken the buck on the heavy part of the bone on the front left shoulder and not penetrated. Several lessons were learned that day! Proper shot placement, always reload, and never ever try to ride a deer!!!! Lol, wish i had been there to see that. |
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Post by old3arrows on Jan 24, 2010 17:00:17 GMT -5
I bet you do Hux!!! I bet you do!!!! ;D
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Post by danf on Jan 24, 2010 17:25:26 GMT -5
Are you talking about JR's roadkill??? Yep, that be the one. That wasn't exactly how I remembered it, but it was close enough.  |
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Post by DEERTRACKS on Jan 25, 2010 7:33:59 GMT -5
Yes! 4 seperate spine shot deer & no tracking jobs. It was not a suprise though as I always approach downed deer from the rear & check for lung movement first. I dispatched em with a head shot from the rear.
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Post by hunter7x on Jan 25, 2010 7:35:13 GMT -5
long time ago back when we could still kill several bucks in one season, I had decided to hunt with a hand gun for the gun season. The very last Sunday of the season 2 guys I hunted with were trying to get me to do a drive with them. I really wasnt interested for several reasons. I told them I didnt want to go because all i had was my contender. My one buddy said I have 2 shotguns with me you can use one of mine. I said well I dont have any slugs...he handed me a box. So they finally talked me into it even tho I was less than excited about it. I hadnt seen an antler since gun season started so I was pretty burnt out. But they had doe tags and wanted to try to fill them.
I half heartedly went with them. As we walked down the lane to the property several Does ran across the lane in front of us and both of them took off thinking they could cut them off and get a shot. I yelled after them Im gonna go sit up on the hill.
So I went and plopped down on the side of a hill of a huge CRP field and watched them walking from about 400 yards away. I thought I heard one of them yell something and about that time I see a deer break out of the small woods they had went in. It was running full out from my right to my left at about 300 yards and it turned out to be small buck. There was no shot as it was so far away and running so I just sat and watched. The buck ran around a small island of trees out in the field and when it got to the left end it turned and ran STRAIGHT at me. I shot almost in self defense when it got to 20 yards of me. The buck dropped and I just sat there not believing that had all happened.
A few minutes later my buddies came walking up calling me a few choice names since I didnt want to go and all of that plus they had watched the whole thing with the buck running right up to me.
One of my buddies walked over and grabbed the bucks rack, right then the deer tried to get up and actually shook his rack out of Johns hand! Ive never seen a look of surprise/terror like that on anyones faces. LOL still makes me laugh thinking about it. He jumped back and ran a few steps yelling its not dead!!!!!! Actually it was all but dead. i didnt shoot it again because I was laughing so hard I couldnt have hit it again anyway.
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Post by trophyhunter1 on Jan 25, 2010 18:03:32 GMT -5
Yep, and I got my butt whooped!!!! ;D In gun season several years ago, my hunting partner and I bedded a really tall fork-horn the night before gun season. He had never killed a buck, so we decided to go after this deer at first light, as he was bedded with several does as well. We started on opposite sides of a thick drainage ditch with him on the side the deer were bedded, to flush them out. The ditch was a couple of hundred yards long and emptied in to Pipe Creek. Well, as luck would have it, the deer had gotten up and were headed to a CRP field on my side of the ditch. The buck was walking directly toward me, and I whistled, waved, and did everything I could think of to chase the deer to my partner. He would have nothing to do with being run off and dared me to fire on him at 20 yards. I did, and he flopped to the ground like a sack of tatters! I shot him with a Knight BK-92 and didn't even think about reloading before I finished him off with my belt knife. First novice mistake! I laid the gun down, straddled the deer, grabbed his antlers. Next thing I knew, I was on about a four second ride in a rodeo, yelling and screaming for my buddy to come shoot this devil of a beast!!!!!! After he shook me off and punched me in the gut with his back hoofs for good measure he was gone in a flash and on to an adjoining property. Instead of trying to shoot the deer while it was running off my friend was too busy laughing hysterically!!! Luckily this was before the advent of cell phones and digital cameras, so no photographic proof was available. Several minutes later we heard a shot from the direction he headed. We went to investigate, and found the poor beast stone cold dead at the hands of another more fortunate hunter! We knew the fella, and he questioned me as to if I had fallen in the creek on the way over and rolled around in the mud. I still wasn't going to take any chances though, so I had my buddy cover us as I helped gut and drag the deer back to our neighbors truck. My shot had taken the buck on the heavy part of the bone on the front left shoulder and not penetrated. Several lessons were learned that day! Proper shot placement, always reload, and never ever try to ride a deer!!!! Lol, wish i had been there to see that. me too...lol |
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Post by old3arrows on Jan 25, 2010 20:18:19 GMT -5
Trophyhunter your buddy Larry was not involved in that adventure! However, we could write a book on all of the misadventures we've had with him while pursuing deer or beer!!!!!!!! ;D |
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Post by Sasquatch on Jan 26, 2010 12:28:16 GMT -5
I've personally never had the experience.
Until I give that sucker a kick or poke it with a gun barrel that deer is considered to be alive. I have heard way too many stories from reliable people about deer getting up and taking off or worse. I can't believe how many people leave their gun behind when they go get a deer or try and finish them with a knife!
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After he shook me off and punched me in the gut with his back hoofs for good measure he was gone in a flash and on to an adjoining property. Instead of trying to shoot the deer while it was running off my friend was too busy laughing hysterically!!! Luckily this was before the advent of cell phones and digital cameras, so no photographic proof was available. Several minutes later we heard a shot from the direction he headed. We went to investigate, and found the poor beast stone cold dead at the hands of another more fortunate hunter! We knew the fella, and he questioned me as to if I had fallen in the creek on the way over and rolled around in the mud. I still wasn't going to take any chances though, so I had my buddy cover us as I helped gut and drag the deer back to our neighbors truck. My shot had taken the buck on the heavy part of the bone on the front left shoulder and not penetrated. Several lessons were learned that day! Proper shot placement, always reload, and never ever try to ride a deer!!!! 
