Eagles

[MossRoad]

I was 35 years old and thought I could tackle anything. :ashamed:

I gotta admit, there were times in my life I may have done the same. :laughing:

 

[MossRoad]

My wife and I were out for a walk and came upon a doe standing in the path. She wouldn't move. Each step we took closer, she stomped and snorted. Probably had a fawn nearby. Something told me to not press my luck, and we waited a while, then took another trail. Didn't want to end up like the people you see on the videos getting the heck kicked out of them by Bambi.

 

[Steppenwolfe]

I was 35 years old and thought I could tackle anything. :ashamed:

I found a Hawk when I was about 19; he wasn't full grown, probably just learning to fly. He was sitting on the side of a farm road and didn't move when I came up on him. I jumped off the tractor, walked straight up to him, and he still didn't move. So... me being young and dumb, I bent down to pick him up. He flipped onto his back and out came a set of talons that seemed like I was looking down the twin barrels of a shotgun. He sure didn't seem as scared of me as I was of him... I then looked up and mama hawk was circling in... lesson learned; little didn't mean easy.

 

[JethroB]

When I was maybe 6 or 8 I somehow wound up in a greased pig catching contest at the county fair. Not a pleasant memory. PETA would not have approved.

 

[buck12]

After shooting a Buck Deer I straddled it, pulled it's head back by the antler and started to cut it's throat. It jumped up. Lucky I didn't stab myself with the knife. Never did that again.

A few years back I shot a decent buck with a muzzle loader. He fell and laid dead still. When I climbed down from the stand without reloading, I reached down to grab the rack for a better look. All at once he stood up right beside me. I almost needed new under garments.

 

[Hay Dude]

A buddy of mine from 25 years ago jumped on a deer from his bow hunting stand and killed it with a hunting knife. I asked him why he would do that, he could have been killed. He said it wandered directly under his stand and loitered there for 20 minutes chewing its cud. Said it drove him crazy so he jumped on it, tackled it and and stabbed it until it gave out. He was a sick SOB. :laughing:

 

[buck12]

A buddy of mine from 25 years ago jumped on a deer from his bow hunting stand and killed it with a hunting knife. I asked him why he would do that, he could have been killed. He said it wandered directly under his stand and loitered there for 20 minutes chewing its cud. Said it drove him crazy so he jumped on it, tackled it and and stabbed it until it gave out. He was a sick SOB. :laughing:

And maybe a little crazy.

 

[Hay Dude]

And maybe a little crazy.

You think???? :laughing:

 

[dodge man]

A coworker and I were driving to a job and had an Eagle dive down in front of us going the same direction, it dropped down to windshield height. I yelled at my coworker to slow down, we were going to pass it or hit it, it was only about 30 feet in front of us. It grabbed a dead rabbit off the center line and flew off. That was pretty cool. I think I have read birds of prey have poor peripheral vision, it probably didn稚 see us.

 

[Ford850]

About 30 years ago I was driving on a highway in the area of the first couple nests along Lake Erie. An eagle came from the side and dove down to cross perpendicular to my truck just above my hood, and cocked it's head to look look me in the eye as it passed in front of my windshield. I was going about 60mph. I glanced back toward the trees where it came from, figuring there was surely another eagle up there holding this eagle's beer while it tried that stunt! :laughing: But seriously, that was one of the first eagles I saw, and I will never forget that yellow eye staring at me as it zipped by.