Getting Attacked

[PARA45]

that would have made a nice video

Thank God everyone was laughing too hard to reach for their cell phones

 

[thriller]

I have been attacked by a number of feral hogs in different situations, and a turkey.

Glad to know I’m not the only one with a turkey.

 

[jruby]

We use to hunt the Heppner unit in Oregon for elk. They had a lot of free range beef cattle. They were a pretty aggressive so we always picked up a few rocks we would carry in our coat pockets. We really did not want to hurt the cattle but if the rocks did not work the rifles would. Fortunately it never came to that.

 

[Flbt]

To all the respected AH forum members out there , have any of you been attacked by a wild animal while hunting or while on nature.
Please share your expirience.

I have been by a group of wild dogs
When muzzle loader hunting glad I had a cap and ball revolver to go with the rifle.

Wild hogs a number of times with a few bites and cut scars to show for it.
Wild cattle put me up a tree.
A squirrel bit my thumb when I picked it up it wasn’t dead.
Had another squirrel run across my head while I was in a tree stand deer hunting.

It was not hunting but a ran over deer put a antler in my leg while dealing with the after effects of the car hitting it. But that was not hunting.

 

[CoElkHunter]

A turkey in South Dakota. It was during the fall hunt. We were hunting Turkey, and I shot a big Tom when it took off to fly. I ran and picked it up from the neck,
and the turkey was not quite dead, and proceeded to kick my ass with its wings and legs. I couldn’t use my shotgun, so I went to the ground and wrestled the turkey, and tried to break his neck while getting beat up. I was finally able to stomp his head and killed it. When I got up from the ass kicking I received, all my buddies were laughing their asses off, and no one helped cause they thought it was too funny to watch. I won the fight, and I was lucky to have my hunting vest, otherwise it could have ended badly for me. My pride was hurt, but I walked out without a scratch

I once watched a guy I was hunting with in Kansas wrestle with an “undead” big tom turkey. It scratched the sh** out of his forearms and hands. Of course, those of us in our group laughed our asses off. Good times. LOL

 

[Flbt]

I have been by a group of wild dogs
When muzzle loader hunting glad I had a cap and ball revolver to go with the rifle.

Wild hogs a number of times with a few bites and cut scars to show for it.
Wild cattle put me up a tree.
A squirrel bit my thumb when I picked it up it wasn’t dead.
Had another squirrel run across my head while I was in a tree stand deer hunting.

It was not hunting but a ran over deer put a antler in my leg while dealing with the after effects of the car hitting it. But that was not hunting.

Oh forgot I was charged by a whitetail buck.
I saw a add for a grunt tube ( deer call)
On the local out door program from the next sate up Alabama ( the show out doors with Red)
Dad got it for my birthday.
Not long after I saw a deer in one of the fields about 200 yds away. Blew it the doe ran. But a buck came out I blew it again. He put his head down and ran all the way up.
He got close I stood up he slid to a stop and ran off.
Honestly shooting him did not even cross my mind at the time. I was so took back by the event but I was only like 10-11 at the time.

 

[Flbt]

I once watched a guy I was hunting with in Kansas wrestle with an “undead” big tom turkey. It scratched the sh** out of his forearms and hands. Of course, those of us in our group laughed our asses off. Good times. LOL

The spur on those things are no joke.
Had a dog get hit by one of dads tame toms. It did way more damage than what I was expecting.
And he ended up getting a infection from it to.
I would not want one getting stuck in me.

 

[Mwag]

I have had a red fox run across my lap while predator calling. While turkey hunting on the same farm 1 year apart had a bobcat hit my shoulder from behind as I struck the call and following year had a coyote tried to do the same thing. Both times I was sitting at base of exact same tree. I haven't sat at that tree since.

Africa and Alaska both pretty uneventful

 

[CoElkHunter]

While elk hunting, I almost got run over by a cow elk as she was running away from the shot that passed 20 feet over my head twenty seconds before. I heard the LOUD “buzzing” of the bullet as it passed over me. I was on a downhill slope in some brush and I was able to get out of the way as she came down the slope. Of course, I had a bull tag. LOL

 

[Hogpatrol]

For whatever reason, I've had a problem with bulls. Walking back from a tree stand in a hedge row that was the border of a fenced cattle pasture. I saw a bull and decided to give the grunt call a toot. He charged at me but stopped short a few feet from the flimsy wires in the fence. I exited the area post haste. Another time, fishing a trout stream, I stumbled in to a pasture with bull. He had other ideas about my presence in his territory and forced me to run across the stream and up a steep embankment on the other side while wearing chest waders carrying an eight food fly rod.

 

[Neil Molendyk]

When i was a kid and got into the canadian geese. I knocked one down with my single shot 20 guage. Went over to pick him up and he came right at me. This was a surprise as I thought he was dead. Did a hip shot and took his head clear off at about six feet of distance. My dad laughed his ass off. Nothing compared to some these others experience. Did teach me some respect for the game.

I got to experience a very similar incident. We were hunting greater Canadas and one was wounded but very much alive, glided about 400 yards and was very pissed off. So I sent my two sons to retrieve him, bear in mind that Mr. Goose was not about to give up. What happened next was brilliant problem solving. The older of my sons, about 8 at the time approached the goose to about 6 feet and waved his hand left and right at the gooses head, the goose following his hand motions like a cobra with a snake charmer. The younger son, 7 at the time, went around behind the goose while it was being distracted and tackled it. the two boys then gang tackled it and wrung its neck. It made a very proud father.

 

[Bandera]

Well not attacked but while bow hunting deer. I shot a doe clean pass through, she went about 20 yards and flopped over. I waited and then climbed down the tree with my climbing stand. Retrieved my arrow and walked up to the doe from behind and poked her on the rump with an arrow. Her last reflex was to kick me in the shin. That kick knocked me on the ground. Lesson learned.

 

[Trogon]

Walked up to "dead" gray squirrel I knocked out of a hickory tree with my Remington Speedmaster .22, noticed the eyes were closed and tapped it on the noggin with the muzzle, then the squirrel jumped on the barrel and bit it a couple times then ran off. Not too far after I put another Winchester Dynapoint into him.
My other traumatizing incident involved a hen Ruffed Grouse with chicks, was walking a gravel road with fishing gear when she charged out of the long grass with a bizarre hissing sound. Dropped my gear right there! I think my fishing bud pissed himself from laughing so hard. Do these qualify?

 

[Rare Breed]

To all the respected AH forum members out there , have any of you been attacked by a wild animal while hunting or while on nature.
Please share your expirience.

The word attacked is interesting. Just me, I have been charged by a Rhino, Lion and elephant but never considered it an attack. I know this sounds like I am splitting hairs but to me attacked means not provoked. My three charges I was hunting them and had put a shot in all three so just did not view it as being “attacked”. To me attacked would mean I was hunting another animal say a kudu when a cape buff suddenly charged me unprovoked. Again just me so i would therefore say never

 

[steve white]

Cape buffalo charge from where it retreated to heavy cover after the first shot. It charged with an angry friend along for the ride. Cracking timber, but could not see them yet. We think the "friend" lost interest and turned, but they both turned and went further into cover to wait. Got dark as we were trying to conclude things and then discretion was the better part of valor till the next morning, when we found the shot bull dead.
375 was caliber used.

 

[Franco]

While constructing the key-way for our pond, I noticed a large snapping turtle ahead in the cut. I climbed off the bulldozer and attempted to move him to a safe spot - and he attacked. I don't mean, as in, tried to bite me - I mean, the bastard attacked. Mouth open, hissing, moving forward like he thought he could win.

I retreated to the safety of my bulldozer and formulated a plan for a counter attack. Armed with the sweatshirt I had just recently removed, I advanced. Waving the sweatshirt like a bullfighter's cape I feinted left, and when he followed - I dropped it, covering him completely and neutralizing his arsenal, or so I thought.

Confident I would avoid injury, I grabbed where I thought was beyond reach of his beak (mouth?) and headed for the outside of the cut. Next thing I felt was his claws ripping through the sweatshirt and then came the surprise - the ungrateful bastard peed on me.

Of a more serious nature, on an elephant hunt in the Caprivi we were in tall grass with thick trees and brush about 30 feet away and a bull came out of the trees, head down, in full charge. I got my 450/400 Double up and managed one shot frontal brain. Fortunately I hit the mark and a 400 grn CEB solid stopped him.

 

[Pondoro]

Almost got run run over by a moose once..

 

[Brian]

Four times by cape buffalo. Three were unprovoked. None were dangerously close . All were scary for me! The PH's just giggled,

 

[Ontario Hunter]

A turkey in South Dakota. It was during the fall hunt. We were hunting Turkey, and I shot a big Tom when it took off to fly. I ran and picked it up from the neck,
and the turkey was not quite dead, and proceeded to kick my ass with its wings and legs. I couldn’t use my shotgun, so I went to the ground and wrestled the turkey, and tried to break his neck while getting beat up. I was finally able to stomp his head and killed it. When I got up from the ass kicking I received, all my buddies were laughing their asses off, and no one helped cause they thought it was too funny to watch. I won the fight, and I was lucky to have my hunting vest, otherwise it could have ended badly for me. My pride was hurt, but I walked out without a scratch

You are lucky to not have been seriously hurt. I haven't shot a turkey yet but I have been badly cut twice by wounded rooster pheasants. Both were young birds but they still knew how to use their nubbin spurs to good effect. The first one cut my left thumb below second joint all the way to the bone. I was pulling it out of a muskrat hole. Second time was last year trying to wring the rooster's neck. ALWAYS grab them right at the head, NOT the neck! Any lower than it's cheeks and the bugger can still reach you with spurs. I cannot imagine wrestling on the ground with a tom turkey wearing really massive spurs! That could have ended very badly indeed. Yes, you are lucky!

 

[Ontario Hunter]

I got to experience a very similar incident. We were hunting greater Canadas and one was wounded but very much alive, glided about 400 yards and was very pissed off. So I sent my two sons to retrieve him, bear in mind that Mr. Goose was not about to give up. What happened next was brilliant problem solving. The older of my sons, about 8 at the time approached the goose to about 6 feet and waved his hand left and right at the gooses head, the goose following his hand motions like a cobra with a snake charmer. The younger son, 7 at the time, went around behind the goose while it was being distracted and tackled it. the two boys then gang tackled it and wrung its neck. It made a very proud father.

You just never know which crippled goose is going to fight for its life and which one will just lay over. I've had young ones go after the dog and very old ones (e.g. a sixteen pounder!) give up meek as a lamb. They can kill a dog in water so best to be in control of the situation. Fortunately, these days almost all my goose hunting is in fields so I can help if needed.