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years ago, when I was 19 or 20, I was involved with a group of guys that had a duck blind. To get to this blind in the dark of the 'morn, you first parked at the trailhead and walked in about 1/8 mile through a dark and thick forest. 

 

We took my cousin Russell hunting one time, when he was 13. While walking through the dark 4 a.m. to the blind, he got scared and stuttered "are there any Saskatchewan's around here"? We laugh about it to this day.

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1 hour ago, xspider1 said:

Be careful out there because I bet that was a Snipe!  Take several pillows cases next time and surround it with a ring of flashlights. :rolleyes:

you make absolutely no sense but, bless your heart

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34 minutes ago, collo said:

you make absolutely no sense.........

 

Never been sent on a snipe hunt because you've never walked on anything but pavement?

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6 hours ago, collo said:

you make absolutely no sense...

 

Snipe hunting is a great pass time for first time campers, if you've never been snipe hunting you missed out as a kid. 

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18 hours ago, collo said:

years ago, when I was 19 or 20, I was involved with a group of guys that had a duck blind. To get to this blind in the dark of the 'morn, you first parked at the trailhead and walked in about 1/8 mile through a dark and thick forest. 

 

We took my cousin Russell hunting one time, when he was 13. While walking through the dark 4 a.m. to the blind, he got scared and stuttered "are there any Saskatchewan's around here"? We laugh about it to this day.

You are human and welcome.  

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Here in Oregon we actually have a snipe season. The Wilson's snipe I believe it is. It is much different than hunting the snipe when I was a kid. Those hurtful campers!

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22 minutes ago, Doug said:

Here in Oregon we actually have a snipe season. The Wilson's snipe I believe it is. It is much different than hunting the snipe when I was a kid………


The reason why snipe hunting became a joke is that it’s almost impossible to even see snipe even when you can hear them winnowing.

 

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A few years after that thread, in 2009, my brother comes to Alaska to hunt bear at my spring bait site. While at camp in an old, overgrown gravel pit, we hear those birds. I ask him what they are. He acknowledges that he doesn't know.

With a serious demeanor, I tell him that they're sasquatches that are watching us and signaling to each other like 16th Century Indians.

Now, my brother was with me when I had my bigfoot trackway find in 1972, and he doesn't talk about it, but this statement was an invitation for laughter and derision. So I asked him again what he thought it was, and he said that it was some kind of bird. So, since he's a dove shooter extraordinaire, competitive silhouette shooter, and super-lucky hunter all around, and we always have a shotgun with us, I handed him the scattergun and invited him to prove that it was a bird.

So off he goes. It was difficult to suppress my laughter while the damned fool sneaked around the perimeter of this pit, then was running after the sound of these sasquatches hooting at him.

After a while he came back and I asked him if he'd seen any birds. Flustered, he said no. I then told him that I'd seen encyclopedia references that said that they were Wilson's snipe, but that I'd never had anybody who, hearing them, could shoot one down for me, so I didn't believe those claims, and that I finally came to theconclusion that they were sasquatches. He againcastigated me, so I said, "Well, either the encyclopedia is correct and I just sent a foolish, old, supposedly great hunter on a good, old fashioned snipe hunt, or those are sasquatches. Now which is it?" He stopped with his mouth half open, knowing that I'd gotten him good.........

After the hunt I sent him links to Wilson's snipe, including sound clips, and I love to remind him (when he's bragging of his hunting prowess) that he damned sure can't catch sasquatches or snipe. To this day he just calls them "the woo-woo birds".......

 

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Cool story, Huntster.  That kind of ties it all together.  Some of my best memories are Bass fishing with my older brother, Rob.  That became almost his only pastime.  He studied it, planned for it and he was amazing at catching Bass when almost nobody else could.

 

The adult that took us Snipe hunting (in a back yard in the middle of a big City) when were were kids didn't know that it was supposed to be a joke.  And that was long before we knew that Snipe were actually real.  Too funny!  :D    

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4 hours ago, Huntster said:


The reason why snipe hunting became a joke is that it’s almost impossible to even see snipe even when you can hear them winnowing.

Link to when I found one in my backyard. Kept it in the freezer until last year.

 

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40 minutes ago, JKH said:

Link to when I found one in my backyard. Kept it in the freezer until last year.

 

 

If there's something that can catch a snipe, it's a cat! 

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