antnye
Senior Member
This account is a little different in that I'm pretty sure that I, myself, was the "wierd thing" according to a still as of yet, unknown trespasser.
It was late April and I had managed to get free for a mid-week A.M. turkey hunt at our lease in Oglethorpe county. The conditions were perfect and I was greeted at the listening spot by thunderous gobbling on the river. I managed to get set up and had a great hunt watching the Boss strut on a limb over the river. Although I was unable to close the deal, it had been a great morning and I was pumped!
This is where things got interesting. I hoofed it back to camp maybe 3/4 mile and it had gotten warm. The layers that protected me from the cool morning air had become saturated with sweat. So I get back to camp and remove every stitch of clothing and crack a cool one to calm my nerves. Now this is not my normal mode of operation. Mind you it is mid week during turkey season in what is primarily a deer club. I thought It was pretty safe "cooling off", all things considered.
Well I get on the horn to a hunting buddy to report my exciting morning. I am into the story pretty good when I look up and a young twenty something female in a new yellow jeep comes rolling quickly through camp right past me. From what I could gather, she was probably a student from Athens looking for a Mtn. Bike trail or something because there was a bike on the back of the jeep. Anyway, we make eye contact about the time she's even with me and she stands on the breaks...throws it in reverse, cuts the wheels and rolls right towards me. She looks back and says "sorry, wrong road!", and spins the tires headed back out. I was in shock and I just stood there for a minute and pondered what had just happened.
Anyway, after my buddy stopped laughing, I got of the phone and put some shorts on. Pretty wierd. I get the feeling this might be how some of the Bigfeets stories get started. Oh well, I hope she's not scarred forever.