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    Tens of thousands of Daddy Longlegs huddled together under the trap door to a blind in Texas before first light. When I put my flashlight light on them, they all started pulsing in unison like a heartbeat. Creepy as hell.

    Took a date out prairie dog shooting - always test them with prairie dogs and fishing before getting serious. After shooting for a while, walked out to check the carnage. As we walked past a hole, this wounded dog emerged dragging three feet of gut and gasping. I stomped its head, and it's eyes bugged out like one of those stress ball dolls. She passed the test - better than I. Though, she was a nurse and they tend to have a sick sense of humor.
    Disgusting as hell.

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    Around 20 years ago or so I was doing some target shooting S.W of Sedalia back when it was still legal to shoot in that area. I was getting ready to leave when a group of young people showed up in a jeep Cherokee. I spoke with A young fellow with blond hair and I told him I was just leaving so that they could use the area. He was polite and respectful but something about him creeped me out to the pint of being glad that I had a loaded gun in my hand. It was like there was something going on under the surface and made me wonder if they were up to something. I have hunted and fished most of my life and met many people in the field and none had ever caused me to feel that way.
    I had forgot the incident until a few years later I saw a picture of a person on the cover of "Time Magazine" And I wondered where I had saw that person before. It turned out to be Dylan Klebold.
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    Correction, It was about a year or two before columbine happened. Sometimes I lose track of time.
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    Quote Originally Posted by T. B. Turner View Post
    Around 20 years ago or so I was doing some target shooting S.W of Sedalia back when it was still legal to shoot in that area. I was getting ready to leave when a group of young people showed up in a jeep Cherokee. I spoke with A young fellow with blond hair and I told him I was just leaving so that they could use the area. He was polite and respectful but something about him creeped me out to the pint of being glad that I had a loaded gun in my hand. It was like there was something going on under the surface and made me wonder if they were up to something. I have hunted and fished most of my life and met many people in the field and none had ever caused me to feel that way.
    I had forgot the incident until a few years later I saw a picture of a person on the cover of "Time Magazine" And I wondered where I had saw that person before. It turned out to be Dylan Klebold.
    So, he would have been about 12 years old?

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    Caught a bat while fly fishing late in the evening. It took the fly right out of the air. Thought I hooked something on my back cast and reeled it in to fix and there it was flapping in the water.

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    Camping at the Onion Reservoir in Nevada with some friends. Something woke us up in the middle of the night. Lots of loud breathing and snorting. Flashlights out and we could not see anything. Did not wander far from camp. Never did see anything or any signs of what it was.

    I spent two summers at my friends fish camp in Kenai Alaska. One summer we spent three days floating the Kenai river. While crossing Skilak lake as we neared there was a school of sockeye so big near where the lake dumps into the river again when they moved a 2-3 foot wake was created on the surface.
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    Scariest was a mountain lion I caught stalking me about 20 yards away, I drew my bow, he crouched and we stared at each other for what felt like an eternity, maybe 10 seconds when my yelling and hunting partner spooked him off.

    weirdest was a dead deer we found partially eaten, mostly its face. Most likely a lion kill but no sign.

    grossest was a dead cow (moo kind) that had been in the sun forever, horribly bloated like a massive balloon.

    Cool one was in Canada fishing and we caught a northern that got attacked by another much bigger one while reeling it in. Small one was 20+ inches and the big one was 36ish. Biggest fish I caught that trip was 44 1/4 incher
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    Sniper's story reminded me of my scariest.

    Walking out behind my grandparents cabin early one morning to go deer hunting. Came around a corner of the trail around a big rock and was staring at a bobcat 5 yards away. Luckily we both scared the hell out of each other and we both went our separate ways.

    Also had a big rainbow trout on the line one time and had a 21"ish Pike swipe and hit it about 4 times before I could get it reeled in. Ended up getting two quarter size chunks taken out of its back and the top of it's tail was gone. I usually catch and release but ended up eating that one as it wasn't going to make it back in the water and live.
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    I was sitting on a log on Missionary Ridge in the late '90's when a weasel was working its way up slope. As it progressed, every squirrel would chitter abuse at it. Finally, it reached the clearing I was in, and saw me and bounded toward me. It began to run up my leg like I was its long lost buddy, and I gave it a kick to send it flying.
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    I was hunting elk up at timberline with a bow one year. I built a makeshift ground blind in some of the shrubbery that was there hoping A bull I had seen the day before would walk by. As I sat there and waited for daylight there was a pine squirrel jumping arsound in the shrubbery with me and I was kind of messing with him with my glove like I was another squirrel or something. He stopped and chattered at me when out of nowhere an owl with about a 5 foot wingspan came in talons first and grabbed him in front of me. Scared the crap out of me!

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