Team Realtree Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 I saw the post that hunting_boy posted about folks sending him some emails to put together a hunting story. Well, that didn't work because the request turned into a grammar/english lesson for him. Not sure I agree with those since the folks posting them don't know hunting_boy, his age or his writing capabilities. Anyway, I got an idea from his post. And I think it would be cool to see what your writing capabilities are. I am using this post to begin a Realtree.com hunting story. Everyone can participate. I just want to see where it goes. In the thread you cannot post comments. Just continue the story. If someone strays (or you think they have), try to write to steer the story line back on track. You can post multiple times, but not in succession. Here are the rules. I will begin the story. Everyone has a three sentence limit. You can be funny (but not ridiculous or out in left field). You can be serious (but not over the top). The next person posting has to pick up where you leave off. Let's see if we can develop a plot, an ongoing story that makes sense and captures reader's imaginations. Get your kids to help you. Make it fun. Don't post anything other than your three sentences to keep the story going. Here is the opening (And keep in mind, I am not a writer): Back home, hunting was just a hobby. A chance to enjoy the outdoors and an opportunity to put work (or any stress related issues) on the backburner. But when I got that call last year, I knew this trip would be different ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
IllinoisHunter Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story It has been years since I've had the chance to hunt with my father. He was the one that taught me everything I know about hunting, fishing and life in general. Since many years have passed, this is an opportunity that I will not pass up. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Team Realtree Posted March 14, 2007 Author Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story It was much colder than back home, but the temperature was of little concern. We were about to hunt where very few have hunted before and for a trophy that would have Chuck Adams turning green with envy! I could see my Father's excitement as we hurried inside. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
buckee Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story We had just finished browsing through game camera pictures, over a good hardy breakfast, that I had taken in that special place, one month earlier. When Dad saw ,"the Brute", his leg started shaking the table in excitement, and his eyes sparkled as they did in his youth. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrWiggely Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story It has been a long time since I see one that nice around here! Ever since they timbered the forest the animals just haven't been the same. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
joebobhunter4 Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story Hopeing to get that buck for my dad, we started doing some intense scouting. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hunting_boy Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story After a wile we found a scrape, and a rub so we hung our tree stands, and got in them in hope the big one that was in the pictures would soon come by. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
christsavedme Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story It was a cold brisk morning with just a faint hue of fog in the air. We had made it to our stand just before daybreak....total silence. The sound of the forest sleeping! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Canuck2 Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story As daylight began its slow, arduous task of breaking, residents of the woods began to make their presence known. First the guttural call of a far-off crow, then a good morning chatter from a nearby squirrel reached our ears. And what was that - crunching footsteps approaching from behind? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
buckee Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story I slowly tuned my head in anticipation. My heart started to pound. There he was. Big ol Mr. raccoon making his way back to his daytime bed. I thought to myself "well that was a good adrenalin rush", and chuckled under my breath as I watched him make his way under my stand and off toward a big old standing dead tree. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nick Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story That big addrenaline rush from mr.coon, I finally got myself under control. That cold winter day was starting to set in as my toes and finger tips started getting noticable. Thats when..... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KenW Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story a mature doe appeared in front of me 45 yards away. She was alert and kept looking back as if she was being followed, then suddenly a little four point stepped into view . Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
VermontHunter Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story Figuring this 4pt. was also being followed I intently anticipated for the arrival of Mr. Big, in which I wasn't dissapointed moments later. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wimpy Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story The big brute appeared from out of nowhere.My hopes were high,as I thought I might get a shot.Before he could get close enough he turned down another trail that was leading toward dear old Dad. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NiteRunner Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story Seeing the brute head that way I thought this was it, soon I'd be seeing Dad's big grin and hearing how the hunt played out. My excitement made me shake as if I was the one taking the shot. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Randy Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story Oh No!! I thought. I sure hope the wind is right for dad. I hope he didn't fall asleep in his stand, it was a sleepless night after seeing all the pics of the brute!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hoyt03 Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story Then all of a sudden I hear a loud deer snort coming from dads direction follwed by the sound of deer scattering through the woods, it appears that.. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
birddog Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story Indeed the wind was not right. Mr. Big seemed comfortable with the surroundings, but one of the does seemed especially nervous and sent the alarm through the herd. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
huntn4bucks Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story The next few minutes proved to be the most critical moments of the entire hunt. Mr. Big had made his presence; however, the alarmed doe had made things uneasy. Every deer in the heard suddenly became more aware of their surroundings. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
buckee Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story It was still early, and Dad and I had agreed at breakfast, to sit tight this first morning until 10:00am. I knew that would be a stretch for Dad's old bones, but he was the one who suggested it. We sat for the next two hours in total frustration, with only the sounds of the birds breaking the morning silence. I knew in my heart that chances of seeing the Brute again this morning was almost non-existent, Just seeing him for the first time in the flesh, was enough to keep us glued in our stands, regardless of the odds. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
wtnhunt Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story As time was drawing nearer to time to call it a quits for the morning with hopes becoming a bit grim, I noticed some sounds and then movement caught my eyes. I looked closer and saw what appeared to be a single doe. I could hear more movement back behind the doe. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hoyt03 Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story A few minutes passed and the single doe kept looking at the noise coming from behind. She was very interested in the mysterious noise. A couple more minutes passed when out popped two twin yearlings following close behind mom. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
huntn4bucks Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story The doe and yearlings fed beneath me as the clock struck 10:00 AM. I just knew Dad would be climbing down soon. As I looked around, I thought I caught a glimpse of antlers in the thicket. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hoyt03 Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story I did a triple take into the brush where I thought I saw antler and with a quick bino check it turned out to only be a branch. By this time it was 10:06 AM and still no sign of Dad. I was curious as to why he hasn't climbed down yet to come get me. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Swamphunter Posted March 14, 2007 Report Share Posted March 14, 2007 Re: A Forum Hunting Story Even though I treasured my hunting time with my Dad, I worried when he was late because of his age. I figured more than likely he had some does working in front of him. My nervousness changed to anticipation with that thought, as I was suddenly awaiting the sound of a gunshot. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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