Found ! A shame !

elfiii

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Maybe the stand is from some old boy that has been Turkey hunting. Believe it or not I think some folks do turkey hunt from climbin stands and wait on the turkeys to come by.

I haven’t read the entire threads so not sure how old all the stuff in the pack was. You never know might be an active turkey hunter.

I guess stranger things have happened
 

antharper

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Maybe the stand is from some old boy that has been Turkey hunting. Believe it or not I think some folks do turkey hunt from climbin stands and wait on the turkeys to come by.

I haven’t read the entire threads so not sure how old all the stuff in the pack was. You never know might be an active turkey hunter.

I guess stranger things have happened
It had for sure been there a few months .
 

livetohunt

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I found a loc on and backpack still there on a leased farm in Illinois once. I wondered how someone can leave their backpack with everything still in it? It had been there a year or two. Crazy, and similar to what you found.
 

slow motion

Useles Turkey Tracker
Headed out the door to a spot I've recently been made aware of. Totally different place but umm... let's not mention it to Ant. Okay?
 

slow motion

Useles Turkey Tracker
Have any luck ?
Jumped off on your Live From The Turkey Woods. Other than a long conversation with that hen not yet. Guess whatever I said insulted her. She was still talking as she moved away. Thought I heard a gobble early but aways off. Can't be sure though as it was towards the timber operation. Still in the woods. Running and gunning,. We'll stumbling along anyway. Done ate kmacs biscuit. Setting on a log. Weren't for the calls and my old wingmaster you'd think I was deer hunting. 20250414_111154.jpg
 

Whitefeather

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Been pondering this for a few days.

Here’s what happened:

Fella was sitting there a couple months ago on a crisp cold fall morning. About an hour after daybreak he hears a grunt sound, unfortunately it was not a deer. It was in fact, coming from within. The 430 am Waffle House breakfast is returning. He sits there hoping it goes away but…it doesn’t. After more grunts and rumblings and some silent prayers, the decision is made. He has to make the climb down. He gets within mere feet of ground and decides to bail out. Upon landing, he hopes that wasn’t what he thought it was, but unfortunately it was. He hurriedly digs through his pack to find the long stowed away roll that was stowed away years ago just for this day, but it wasn’t there. In a panic, he decided to use the shirt tail or a sock or maybe both.
In complete disgust, he waddles towards his buddy’s brand new truck.
It’s about this time that his buddy tells him that he’s not riding in his new truck until he gets clean clothes. The hunter is so embarrassed and ashamed that he just wants to go home, thinking he’ll come back the following weekend and retrieve his gear. After a quick stop at Walmart for some Dude wipes, new underwear, a pair of UGA sweatpants, a new bottle of Tinks 69 and some hand sanitizer, he gets back in his buddy’s brand new truck for the hour and 25 minutes ride of silence home.
He was so embarrassed that he couldn’t bring himself to ever show his face down there again.

Case closed
 

antharper

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Been pondering this for a few days.

Here’s what happened:

Fella was sitting there a couple months ago on a crisp cold fall morning. About an hour after daybreak he hears a grunt sound, unfortunately it was not a deer. It was in fact, coming from within. The 430 am Waffle House breakfast is returning. He sits there hoping it goes away but…it doesn’t. After more grunts and rumblings and some silent prayers, the decision is made. He has to make the climb down. He gets within mere feet of ground and decides to bail out. Upon landing, he hopes that wasn’t what he thought it was, but unfortunately it was. He hurriedly digs through his pack to find the long stowed away roll that was stowed away years ago just for this day, but it wasn’t there. In a panic, he decided to use the shirt tail or a sock or maybe both.
In complete disgust, he waddles towards his buddy’s brand new truck.
It’s about this time that his buddy tells him that he’s not riding in his new truck until he gets clean clothes. The hunter is so embarrassed and ashamed that he just wants to go home, thinking he’ll come back the following weekend and retrieve his gear. After a quick stop at Walmart for some Dude wipes, new underwear, a pair of UGA sweatpants, a new bottle of Tinks 69 and some hand sanitizer, he gets back in his buddy’s brand new truck for the hour and 25 minutes ride of silence home.
He was so embarrassed that he couldn’t bring himself to ever show his face down there again.

Case closed
If I didn’t know better…. Never mind, your stand is still there .
 
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