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Post by pinman on Sept 13, 2024 18:59:35 GMT -5
Since this is a "strange folks in the woods" story thread......we used to Dove hunt along a canal bank on the edge of the Sugar Cane that was on land my Dad managed. It was a private area with a gate and road on top but we left the gate open when we hunted. 1978-1980 timeframe. One hunt a Buick or Olds or some other geezer-mobile came down the road and an elderly couple pulled up and rolled down their windows. Asked us, who of course were standing there holding shotguns, if this road "went to Sebring"..... Now we were 15 miles from the nearest paved road and 75 miles as the Crow flies from Sebring. We tried to help them get back on track and they took off but I still cant figure out how they got on that route. (OMG knows right where Im talking about)
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Post by One Man Gang on Sept 13, 2024 19:43:39 GMT -5
I do know the farm, the canal, and a little bit about Sebring.
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Post by richm on Sept 14, 2024 17:13:49 GMT -5
I was at toso and in tree, shine off a guy. After say o900 got down to scout for better spot. That guy tried to get in front of me everywhere i went, saw him here and there but figured he was scouting too.
He saw me at car and flat out ran 1/2 mile or so to threaten me to never hunt there again. Wt lifter, he puffed up and flexed while threatening this young guy. I was amazed at his brevado. Wasnt even his stand spot but some guy he knew. LoL! Knucklehead.
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Post by One Man Gang on Sept 14, 2024 18:27:50 GMT -5
Fuck! I knew I shouldn't have bought that new 85"er in sale for the patio last week!
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Post by meateater on Sept 17, 2024 9:37:02 GMT -5
my weirdest story happened 9 or 10 years ago at a wma called dupius, i was still hunting way in the back by the rock pits, about 9am couple miles from the truck i was creeping along a ditch hoping to catch a hog laying in one of the many mud holes outa nowhere 50 yds away a pretty big dude screams at me what the f are you doing out here, he was barefoot ,shorts big scraggy beard , raggitty shirt and a foot long bowie knife on his side and a 7 foot walking stick that i noticed had a knife tied to the end and he,s walking straight at me, i flipped the safety off my 300 blackout and yelled back hunting hogs, he stopped at bout 10 yds and began telling me no hunting was allowed this is a protected area and he was hired by the state to watch over all the animals . this dude was rough looking and really unstable, i would back away and he would get closer so i finally told him im leaving , dont make me shoot you well that was the wrong thing to say cause instantly i got the go ahead m fer you wouldnt be the first ahole that tried. i just kept walking away keeping 20 yds or so between us but he followed me couple hundred yards the whole time talking bout his farm in virginia which he raises 400 horses on, his painting company in daytona and his contract with the state to fight off poachers. nothing in 35 years of hunting florida wmas comes close to this. i reported him but never heard anything back.
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Post by johnnybandit on Sept 17, 2024 21:30:35 GMT -5
Was it a short fat guy in a Ram? I am not sort of fat....
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Post by johnnybandit on Sept 17, 2024 21:33:08 GMT -5
Oh I got the mother of weird-person-in-the-woods stories I’ll share later.
I can tell the story for you..... So you went into the woods this one time.....
And you are a weird fucker....
So you were the weird guy in the woods that day..
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Post by walkerdog on Sept 18, 2024 9:11:21 GMT -5
You’re doing it again………
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