Thread:HoundTheDestroyer93/@comment-25808351-20190730005232/@comment-25808351-20190810030031

For me it was about 7 years ago. As some of you know I hunt and my family has a place in New York state, woods all around and mountains. No one around for miles. It was hunting season for deer up there. I was the first to the farmhouse, my brothers and uncle would be showing up the following day, so I had the house to myself for a day. And I did one of the stupidest things of my life.

I decided to go hunting to kill some time. I got on my gear, grabbed my rifles, a pistol and a few other things, hopped on my atv and went up into the woods to go find deer. Now there are two types of hunting, there’s stationary and stalking. I like to stalk, much more fun.

I spotted a twelve point buck and I had to get him. Unfortunately I spotted him as he was running from the noise of my atv. So I got off, took the keys and followed him into the brush. I stalked this deer all day, making cuts in trees with my hatchet so I don’t lose my way. But it eventually got to a point where I was questioning pressing on as I was far from my atv. Like an idiot I decided to continue. I got this, it’ll make for a cool story.

I kept stalking this bastard and he kept leading me further in. I finally caught up to the fucker and found him bedding down for the night. Before I could even take up a good shooting position, he heard something and took off. I was super pissed cause I knew I didn’t spook him. Well, that’s when I called it quits. Daylight was practically gone and I had a long walk back. The problem was that what little daylight I had left was going fast as it was winter time when this all went down.

Before long I was using a flashlight to see. So I was walking in the deep woods in the dark. My next problem came when I lost track of my trail of tree cuts. That’s when I realized I was lost. Fortunately I had the stars and used the north star to orient myself. I figured camp was southeast, I was northwest. If I walk long enough I’ll find something familiar. I can grab another atv from the garage and hunt down my atv in the morning after I get back.

It was at this moment shit got bad. Because I heard something out in the woods, something walking around, four legged by the sound of it. I couldn’t see very far so there was no telling if it was an animal or something else. So I kept on moving keeping my guard up. I kept moving for about an hour and I kept hearing this thing the whole way. Now in these situations guys, you stay calm. Don’t freak and run because if it’s a predator, you encourage it to chase. If you stay calm and composed, it’s less likely to attack because you’re not afraid, meaning you’re more likely to fight back from the animal’s perspective.

So I was calm, but I was nervous a fuck. I knew it was a predator because no other animal would have followed me this long. Eventually I found my atv’s tracks and followed them to my ride. But the closer I got to it the more anxious I got. You know that “I’m almost out” feeling that drives you to just want to get it fuckin over with.

I hoped on the fucker, fired it up, flipped a bitch and there in the headlights was a big fuckin black bear. I rev’d the engine, honked the horn and it took off. I fucking floored it all the way back to the farmhouse. When I got back I went inside, locked every damn door and sat up all night. I couldn’t sleep after that shit.