EAST TEXAS HOG DOGGERS FORUM

My buddy told me this story and I thought it was funny. If any of you have a similar story post it.

In his younger days he shot a buck out of season and took it home to clean it. Someone ratted him out and as he was in his barn cleaning the deer he saw the game warden pulling up. He grabbed the dear and ran it into the woods and came back and hid in the barn. The game warden knocked on the door and his young son answered. Game warden asks "Where is your daddy?"  Son says "Oh, he's out back cleaning a deer".  He spent 9 days on the road crew cleaning ditches, lost his gun and payed a fine. Every time I hear the story I laugh.
 I know a few of you guys have something similar. Lets hear it.

Used to do a lot of deer hunting in the LATER parts of the evening y'all no what I'm talking about well was in my aunts suv one of those evenings me and my cousin going to pick up snuff we shot a big doe and threw her in the back seat well she came back to life and whipped the sh!t out of me and my cousin we had to get out of the car well can you imagine driving down the road to 18 yr olds standing outside if a little suv screaming at each other wondering what to do cause there is a live deer stuck in the car you should have seen the look on that mans face

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"the sun is shining somewhere in texas" -Jason Boland

Justin you must have a similar story

 it was a lil out of season, shot a young doe, circled the block and give her about 30min to bleed out and die, made the circle to her, she was gone. blood everywhere. i get out, walk to where the blood was and it looked like some1 took a 5gal bucket of blood and threw it all over the ground, i noticed a bloodtrail leading to a guys house. we drive slowly by the guys house and could see him at the corner of his house cleaning it. he saw us and waved to us and said thanks alot for the meat. its not like we could call the oppossum sherrif and complain. we drove around and found another 1, put her on the ground, loaded her and got pulled over by a state trooper, who called the warden who wrote me a ticket and again got my deer takin away. wasnt a good day, but from that day on, i do everything by the book, with milimeters of deviation from the law. i deff learned a leason.

Really?  I'm surprised.  Not sure what to think about these, um, stories.  I have shot many deer, but never shot one "out of season" or after dark or too many.

Me either!!!


"the sun is shining somewhere in texas" -Jason Boland

i was caught with a deer i "hit" and had no blood or damage to truck... i worked for a second tho popo

The werst ive done was driving mydads truck underthe age of 16 without a lisence by my self to go fishing :D. But I didn't get caught.

shoot if we are gonna start talkin about worse trouble we got into i broke a police car window and threw a roadkill skunk in the back seat  :angel:

season is what you put on the deer meat and as far as dark, it is daylight somewhere.  ;D

Hahahahahahahaha, well played sir!


"the sun is shining somewhere in texas" -Jason Boland

season is what you put on the deer meat and as far as dark, it is daylight somewhere.  ;D
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I like the way you think Charles  ;D

One evening had a deer in the tool box coming back from the deer lease well me and my same cousin once again pulled up to a vehicle checkpoint with state troopers county cops and all well we live in a small town so everyone  knew who we were we told them we were coming from deer camp that's why we had the guns they told us that was fine but it wouldn't be fair for them to not check our truck but to check every one else's so we agreed to get out and let them search well we are standing on the passenger side of the truck when I realize there was blood dripping out of the tool box and down threw the drain while in the truck bed well the drug dog made a couple loops around the truck walked right over the blood like it wasn't even there and went back to the officer they told us alright boys have a good night we got in the truck took off down the road my cousin looked over at me and said " I tell you one thing that dang sure ain't no deer dog" maybe I should quit hanging out with him seems like we always have close encounters

I like the way you put that personally I don't see a thing wrong with as long as you are getting the meat and not just killing to be killing

Ya'll may wanna ease up on what you are putting online.........you have admitted your guilt already........wrong person see's this and you end up in court......just sayin


"the sun is shining somewhere in texas" -Jason Boland

My doings were to feed a family of 6, and a child my dad did what he had to to put food on the table since he was the only person takin care of me till i could fend for myself in the woods alone.

Don't do any of that stuff any more got caught one time and that was enough cause I payed out the you no what for it

Same here, but if times get tough n i have to live from the land, law or no law is gonna stop me from harvesting bambi n ruhdolph to stay alive

Nothing wrong with that I understand where you coming from 110%

Lol plp, i see what yer doin there....


"the sun is shining somewhere in texas" -Jason Boland

I have killed some illegal ones. I finally decided it was easier to kill em legal. It is a rush though. The tree stand is the best way though anyhow.The day I decided I would not kill anymore illegal deer I was sitting on a corn feild two weeks before bow season just across the line from kansas. (whatever you heard about kansas and big bucks is true x10)I had a bachelor group of 5 bucks come out to feed and I am not exaggerating at all when I say the smallest was one fifty or so I was using a ar-15 flat rail bull barrel on a solid rest with a scope. they were barely one hundred yards and got within fifty or so. their were two giants that would go anywhere higher than 180 B&C. there was also a nontypical with massive horns that looked like upside down oak tree trunks one had spikes on it and a drop tine at the base coming down the side of its head right against the skull in-between its eye and ear.I settled on the largest of the bucks. I believed him to be about 26 inches wide at the least  and a main frame 14 point at least. when i say nice.....I mean nice.big long tines.his mains were stacked with points that looked to be two inches apart. I had my cross hairs on his neck for a long time.I had time to put em all in the scope and inspect their racks. I almost squeezed a few times but I just couldn't do it. I don't know if it was respect for them or what but the primary thing that went through my head was, If I shoot this deer I will spend the rest of my life having to lie about it and hiding it. because a deer like this will draw attention from whomever see's it. I had never thought of that until that moment but what would happen if If I killed a state record or something and couldn't show it off or anything that would suck bad in my book. If I killed one illegal it would be an inferior deer and theres no reason,because in the crop lands along the kansas mo border they can be killed nearly every hunt from a stand legally.I guess the adrenaline is the best part of poaching but it's not worth it in the long run.

I have almost got caught though, I tagged a small buck one time with a tag from a guy that worked for me who didn't hunt or even have a bow. I got pulled over when almost to his house by a county Mounty and he checked the tag and asked a bunch of questions. my only answers could not be believed because He wasn't with me and i was pulling up to his house and he wasnt home at the time. He let me go but before he left he said,"by the way i'm a bow hunter too and winked!"

Nothing illegal to report here but recently was out chasing dogs and had a rifle with me. We passed a lane and saw a deer. My buddy in the front seat picks up the rifle to look at it thru the scope. As we study the deer in all his velvet magnificence I look in the back seat and his girl friend is covering her ears as if we were going to shoot. Usually good thinking except this was only back in June. Haha

my buddy and i were traveling back roads one time and saw some nice bucks in a field. btw when he sticks his gun out the window you better be holding your ears cause they will be rnging for a day or two if not.he lined up on one and squeezed the trigger and as he squeezed a car came around the corner. we never even heard it coming. we were caught dead to rights with the gun out the window. the guy knew me and told us that they were his deer on his land.He had been hunting there with his boy all morning and just got out of the stand.I guess he got down about ten minutes to early though. We would have been in deep doo doo but his gun was on safety. I saw him squeeze it and then i saw the car we about pooped our pants. we laugh about it still today. with family's and all we have to much to lose now days so thats ancient history.

Well one day I was going fishing so I grabbed my stuff and my cast net to get some bait. I lived near the water so I just walked. I was trying to get some bait and I pulled in some real nice shrimp. I was putting them in the bucket thinking I was going to catch some nice fish. But I was getting so many real nice shrimp I started thinking shrimp boil. Then I hear this voice ask what I was doing. I look up and it is the Game Warden. I told him I was just getting some bait to go fishing. He asked for my license and I gave it to him and he told me I was catching shrimp in a shrimp sanctuary. I laughed and asked him who sent him over to pull this joke on me. He told me it was no joke. I thought it was a joke so I asked where it was marked if he wasn't joking. I guess he figure I was as clueless as I was. So he let me put the shrimp back in the water and told me where the bounderies were and told me he better never see me with a net around there again.

I don't want to lose my truck, guns, or anything else so I don't break the laws on purpose. I may bend some laws but not the hunting laws. If I do it is an honest mistake. My good stories are about people I know but I only tell the stories of those that got caught. I understand people that need to feed their family.

My friend is a judge and tells this story. He had a court room full of people. First case is a guy that got drunk and slapped his wife around. He looks in the book and gives the man the appropriate fine something like 125 dollars plus court cost. Second man got caught with slot fish on the local lake. 10-12 I think he said. Anyhow he looks in the book and the fine is 85 dollars per fish. So he fines tha man around 800 dollars plus court cost. The man goes ballistic and shouts " what the hell! All that for some damn fish?? Next week I'll just stay home, get drunk and beat my wife its a helluva lot cheaper !!

That just makes me giggle.  Too funny.  And certainly not in the category of "out of season" or "after dark".

I have put skunk scent in a blind that was set on a property line so that it really hunted our property.  Problem solved.  I did the same for someone I had some real issues with  ...  only I put the skunk scent down the front of his windshield and it drained into his air intake. 

Mind you the story I'm going to tell is a little far fetched but there are 2 witnesses. Both of their words can be taken to the bank. Ok, in the early 70's my great grand daddy had some mixed up deer dogs(beagle,cur,running walker). In my part of the world a deer track was hard to come by 20 years ago. The game wardens always harassed the hunting party looking for petty crimes but were unsuccessful. The night before opening day my paw paw told my dad to shoot the first nanny goat that rolls by him so he did that morning. When he got back to camp paw paw had a hole dug in the ground. He cut a hind quarter off and buried the rest. Proceeded to cook a stew with the doe meat. That night they were sitting around picking and grinning and here the wardens came. He asked if they wanted some grub. So they ate the deer and drank coffee. When they finished paw paw asked them to leave and they asked why mr. Jake? He said cause I'm in the company of crooked lawmen.??? He said y'all been eating an illegal deer and been drinking whisky. Somehow he slipped some kind of whiskey in their coffee. They were never bothered again.

Last year I was scouting for ducks on some of my dads farmland. There was field was holding water so I was sitting on the gravel road looking for ducks. I saw something that looked a little out of place so I stuck my .22 with scope out the window. It was loaded because I had been squirrel hunting (legally). I still couldn't make out what it was. I looked both ways.......and lobbed a shot out in the vicinity of the thing and it flew up. It was a harrier hawk. I look back in front of me with the gun still hanging out the window and there is a Game Warden truck about 100 yards in front of me.  I bout crapped myself. I pulled the gun back in the truck put it in drive and eased down the road. He just waved. I guess he didn't hear or see the shot. I couldn't believe it. I also happened to be right across the road from a wildlife refuge. I drove on and looped around a different way home. About half way home I pass the same Warden who had looped around the oppisite way. As soon as I pass him he slows down and whips into a dead end road and back out the way I was going. Scared the crap out of me again. I wasn't speeding and he never caught up to me but that same Warden gave me a scare 2 times in one day. That fear or adrenaline, whatever you want to call it, isn't worth it. I try to stick with the book. I goof up every now and then but I try.

I was at a buddies house one evening and a ole fella we called "bar of soap" (a friend of my buddies grandpaw) stopped by and asked if we wanted to go "pop" a doe.  me and my buddy were only in about 7th grade so we hopped at the chance. we drive about 35 miles out of town near a lake, "pop" a doe & load her up...  things are going great...  we drive almost all the way back to town & "bar of soap" (we called him bar of soap becuase the guy never took a bath and always stunk) decides to pull down a dirt road about 4 miles from town to gut the doe. were sitting there at the tailgate holding the light so he could see to gut the deer...  as we're sitting there I see headlights in the distance and they're closing quick. I told bar of soap lets go that could be the game warden, he says Im almost finished and kept gutting the deer...  I kept hollering LETS GO!!  bar of soap finally finishes about the time when the approaching car is about 1/4 mile away. We hop in his ole chevy, and it was an ole 65 model chevy with the 3 on the tree. We take off and meet the car about 200 yds down the dirt road, and low and behold it was the game warden. Well ole bar of soap is hammering down on the gas and blows the dang motor... We go as far as we can, and the ole truck just wont go any further. We look back and the game warden stopped right where we were and he's walking around shining his flash light. Bar of soap tells my buddy and me to each grab a hind leg and the 22 rife we used and told us to take off across this huge costal field...  We do as told and drag the deer about 500 yds from the road....  it's obvious we're walkiing back to town. It's about 50 degrees by this time and me and my buddy are wearing shorts. We have to wade across 2 rivers on our way back to town. As we're making our way up to the city limits we see a sheriffs deputy sitting at the city limit sign. Luckily there was a foster home for children right there, so we angled back through the foster home yards and walked out of the property and walked right by the deputy...  Bar of soap got a huge fine, and me and my buddy got away...  o, the good ole days!!!     

RL......you need to get out more man..... :laugh:

There was a road me and my buddies would take a drive on every once in a while. I swear you would see 50 or 60 deer, most of them standing right on the shoulder. But, anyways, about once a week we would put a few fence posts in the bed of the truck, have somebody sit in the back. Whenever we passed a deer that was close enough, you just toss a fence post out of the truck  ;D It didn't make a sound  ;D

Are you actually chastising me for complying with the laws?  Hmmmmm.  As if I am incomplete because I haven't killed deer out of season or after dark?  Well, that ain't happening. 

Since you called me out on it, let me state that you shouldn't be doing it either.  This forum prides itself on its image.  Think about what someone, say a non-hunter, would think after reading posts promoting illegal hunting.  Is this the example you want to teach your children?

I know your post was meant in humor and was good natured.  But think about the unintended consequences of your post nex time.

Now I need to get a towel to get this danged soap off my feet.

Me and a buddy were squirrel hunting out of season one time came out of the woods and was walking back to my house to skin them game Warren pulled up necr to us and takes our squirrels after scarring us for about ten mins then says " I aim to see you boys at my house in the morning mowing ....... we get there around 1pm and start working he comes outside and ask if we had eatin we replied no sir he invites us in for lunch the sob is eating squirrel stew .... was good nevertheless

I once shot a jackaloupe undersize and outta season , warden told me horns were to small hit my with a schnitzel and threw beer on me , I tell ya that was one pissed german guy :-\

y'all are going to jail lol  popo

Easy....easy RL. Wheeeeew....No I wasn't chastising at all,...I was poking fun at you. Folks do that on here,....I didn't call you out on anything, ....on the contrary, you are to be commended on your law abiding ways my friend....good for you. I'm neither a poacher or a law breaker either....I simply saw a chance to gig you a little bit....that's all it was, I promise. Sorry about the soup..... ;D

Yeah, I thought that was just a friendly jab.  No problem.

You know I did have 2 situations that come to mind.  About 8 years ago I checked my traps in February on a deer lease.  Killed 2 good sized hogs and had them hanging at camp as I proceeded to skin them.  I was all alone.  It was the middle of the day.  Looked up and a game warden was sitting about 100 meters away.  I think he was noting license plates.  I kept skinning.  Finally, he drove over and asked what I was doing.  I explained and he checked my licenses and EVERYTHING.  He said goodbye and drove off.  I think he thought he had an out of season poacher.

About 10 years ago I was driving back on 1488 from killing a couple of hogs I had trapped.  A sheriff pulled me over.  Said I didn't have my seat belt on, which pissed me off cause I ALWAYS wear it.  My buddy who was riding shotgun never does.  The sheriff asked my why I had blood on my pants.  I explained.  Then he asked if I had weapons.  Well, I told him I had a 357 in the Samarai on the trailer and a rifle in the back seat of the truck.  He checked everything.  We must have been there 30 mins.  Finally he gave my buddy a ticket for no seat belt and we were off.

Living life on the edge  ;D

When I was a kid I had a rancher complain he had animals getting killed by coyotes. So I told him I could get my varmint call and take a few out for him. I got a couple friends and we set up on the edge of a cow pasture so there would be cover but they would have to come out and we could get some clear shots. We had it all planned so if we had a bunch we knew who would shoot which ones and we we would not have to talk. We were not far from the road and we made sure we were shooting away from any house or roads. We got the call going when it got dark. We were using a red light and could see some eyes in the brush so we were ready for the coyotes. Then we saw a fox for a second. I know I got excited. Then they started to come out in the pasture I took the gun off safety and was about to signal time to shoot. Then all of a sudden we were flooded with white light and the foxes ran off. Then as we here a Game Warden ask "what are boys doing?" You have never heard such foul language outside of a bar. If pur parents could have heard us we would have had soap in our mouths. I mean the varment call is going and we are shining a red light. I am respectful of law enforcement but not that night. We were ready to get some foxes. We threw our licenses at him and gave him a learning. He tried to be a jerk but we let him know we did not break laws so we did not care about what he did. Then we told the owner and he decide that he would get them himself.

Of course one of the boys with me his dad was a detective and the Game Warden recognized the name. I never found out how much trouble he got in. But that Game Warden was always nice to me after that night rolleyes But if anybody has foxes i would still like to shoot a few ;D