Schüler Jumbo
AH veteran
you are possibly lucky it heard your shot at the turkey and spooked off?......I’ve had a weird occurrence happen to me where I was actually stalked rather than charged.
I was on leased hunting property during turkey season and was after a gobbler that had been on the backside of a cypress pond. There was this grassy access road that went in between two cypress/gum stands of timber that always held water. The road was high and on an old railroad tram. I crawled on my stomach for 150 yds till I could see into the cow pasture on the other side of the stand of timber. I got the turkey I was after. He was harassing some hens and didn’t see me sneak up.
After I collected the turkey and was walking back down the tram road to my truck, I seen a HUGE slide in the road that looked like a flat bottom sled of sand had been dragged down the road. After I looked a little more, I seen the tracks and drags of a huge alligator that had come up onto the road out of the water almost exactly where I had got down on my stomach to crawl towards the turkeys. It had followed me for about 40-50 yds until I seen where it slid back off into the water on the same right side of the grassy road. I never seen it, never heard it.
Felt very weird after that. Was stalked by an alligator (ON LAND) and never even knew it till
I was walking back and seen the tracks and slides, but never seen the animal itself.
Friend picked up a joey from a road kill, they make great pets with heaps of personality.if you pickup there Joeys
Moose don’t get enough credit for how dangerous they can be. I’ve been charged by moose on three separate occasions, and I wasn’t hunting them any of those times. First, a cow, came right at me while I was out hiking alone. I stepped behind a spruce tree and she stopped. Very close, like 2-3 yards. I had my .454 drawn and ready to put her down, but shouting seemed to help change her mind. Second, a young bull during a tough winter, charged me in my driveway, but I just got in my truck and honked the horn until he went away. Third, a huge bull, biggest I’ve ever seen in person, came after me and my brother while we were hunting caribou. We side stepped out of his way, got into the thick timber and made our way downhill as quickly as possible. That big bull followed us almost a mile. When we got back to the truck he was right there behind us. My .270 felt like a BB gun in my hands that day!View attachment 735442
That's what it looks like to survive a moose attack. I was unarmed and she left me for dead in the snow