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My nephew is by far the most dangerous person I have hunted with. Last year we were driving in to a trail head to try to locate some rutting mule deer and as we were getting out of the truck he fired 3 shots from his semi-auto browning .270 through my floor board of my truck and oil pan. The next day I was waiting for him to return to the truck from our day hunt, it was pretty darn dark and all of a sudden I here gun shots go off. I walk up the trail (cautiously) and he was running down the trail all afraid saying he just shot a bear that was about 15 feet from him... it was a black stump.

We will keep a lookout for Hunt_Hard's obit.

An old high school friend of mine named morris, I could write a book about the crazy mishaps caused by or including this character.I havent seen or heard about him in years, wonder if his luck finally ran out?

The most dangerous person I ever hunted with was a friend who shot me in the hand with a .22 rifle. I have to admit that it was partly my fault---it's a long story---we're still friends but I haven't hunted with him since (duh!).

By the way, it gave me a whole lot more respect for the power of a .22 lr. at close range.

At hunters safety there was this kid who was deminstrating something with a shotgun at the front of the room. He was waving that gun all over and people were ducking and what not. I would not want to hunt with him. By the way he still passed!

This would have to be an old high school friend named Steve S, he shot me twice with his long barreled 12 ga goose gun. we were walking to one of our best hunting ponds when steve decided to shoot a road sign, the ricochet hit me in the face and chest, luckly I only had penitration in my chest and did not loose an eye. the second time we were hunting a pond and he shot at a duck that flew between us, again peppering me with pellets, no penitration but it still hurt and scare me. I never hunted with steve after this. MY bosses daughter was killed in the early eighties when her brother swung on a South Texas dove and blowed the top of her head off. GRafic yes, but this is what happens with unsafe/untrained gun hadling.

It is supprising how many hunters dont pay attention to the direction of their guns barrel when others are around, these are some of the hunters who scare me the most. Then there are these hillbilly hunters I keep running into in these Arkansas hills. Example I ran into this hunter in the national forest "you see anything today? Nah, but I made a sound shot. A sound shot? Yea, I heard a sound (breaking limbs, leaves rustling) so I made a snap shot at the sound = sound shot. I told the man it could of been me making the sounds and warned him of the dangers of shooting at unknown objects. Seems sound shots are not uncommon to some arkansas hunters as I've heard others also taking sound shots. No wonder we have to wear hunters orange.

Good question Clay... I've seen too many and have actually been shot in the chest once but would have to give the number one prize to my brother-in-law even though he didn't actually hit me. None of my wife's brothers hunt but always wanted to tag along and get the some action. I finally consented to bring him along on a duck hunt and gave him a half hour safety course he seemed to understand... planned to give him a double barrel once we got to the blind and hold the shells for him... we didn't get that far... he volunteered to carry the shotgun to the blind for me and I agreed as long as he didn't load it. Don't know where he got the shells but as soon as we took the shotgun out of the truck, he apparently popped two shells into it and pulled both triggers to see if the safety was ON. It wasn't and both barrels were aiming about right at my head. I saw the barrels out of the corner of my eye and as I ducked, the blast blew hair off the side of my head. Since I was only about two feet away, the concussion knocked me out. When I awoke, the world was spinning and all I could see was what looked like flashbulbs popping. Fortunately for him, it took me about five minutes to be able to stand up during which time I calmed down a little or I am certain I would have wrapped both barrels around his throat. We called off the duck hunt and I have never hunted with him again. That was a long time ago and I never have hunted with an unsafe person since. I have trained many a newbie how to hunt since then but always under very controlled conditions.

I was hunting rabbit with a buddy I had known for many years. We went deer hunting the year before, uneventfully. I did tell him that I felt a little unsafe while deer hunting with him. So I told him, if he's unsafe or makes me nervous, I will never hunt with him again. Well, as we were walking down a frozen creek, we both heard a rabbit crossing the creek behind us. He was walking 5 feet ahead of me. When we heard the rabbit, we both turned and I drew my gun. I had a clear shot and was half a second away from pulling the trigger when I noticed him walking into my line of sight. I raised my gun into the air before he walked in front of it. Sad thing is, he will be a father soon. I hate to say this, but, I hope he never takes his son hunting.

sorry for the double post. My first one didn't seem to post. even after refreshing the page a couple of times. I thought my phone gliched again.

I have hunted with a few unsafe hunters, but usually only once...don't give many second chances when it comes to gun safety...had a cousin that I would take his bullets away and give him one at a time if we found something for him to shoot....the person that has injured me the most would be myself......