Yeah, no problem there. I have shot a couple hogs while out cutting firewood. I just don't see the need to carry a gun in the woods. I have found several grows but they were not attended.
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Yeah, no problem there. I have shot a couple hogs while out cutting firewood. I just don't see the need to carry a gun in the woods. I have found several grows but they were not attended.
Sagetown
Farmer and a STIHL
Absolutely nothing wrong with carrying in the woods for personal protection. Not likely that it'll ever be needed, but one never knows the lurking danger that could be encountered on a seemingly innocent outing. Right here in Oklahoma last summer, a couple was camping in a state park w/o any personal means of protection. Little did they know, from evidence found later, they were being stalked from the surrounding trees. That night, as they prepared to turn in the perpatrater made his move. The man was shot and killed outright, and the woman was tortured before being slain herself.
GASoline71
Mr. Nice Guy
Dig all the cute little acronyms.... HA!
Got a .357 in the truck under the seat most of the time when in the woods. I have a permit... but only carry in urban stinkholes.
Gary
Got a .357 in the truck under the seat most of the time when in the woods. I have a permit... but only carry in urban stinkholes.
Gary
Had two run-ins of note. One was with a crazed knife-wielding mushroom hunter near the Gifford Pinchot during the days of the Great SE Asian Chanterelle Wars, and the other was up the Mohawk where I backed into a doe while pulling tape to measure a tree. Bears I've seen plenty of, but always from behind, running from me. It's the human animal that seems the biggest threat, really.
robfromaz1977
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Not necessary when you possess mad Fu skills such as myself.umpkin2:
A black belt in NO-CAN-DO! :hmm3grin2orange:
hammerlogging
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I was cruising a patch adjacent to a prsion where a inmate on work detail had escaped. there were choppers and there were dog units out, I was sure more afraid of the dogs than the inmate finding me!
I just don't see to gun being worth it, like bob said, when I'm out falling nobody wants to #### with me then anyhow. Cruisng timber or laying out a job, maybe a little bit more warranted, all quiet like and covering a bunch of ground and nobody knows you're in there. I worked with a forester once who carried, but still, I doubt I ever will, anytime.
Why the #### would someone want to kill me cause I'm out in the woods working? Just doesn't make sense. I've had bears check me out within 40' (black) but I guess I just have more faith that something as unusual as a crazed momma bear attack is just going to happen without me doing something outright stupid first, which I try to aviod.
I will admit when I cam around a knob and my dog had 2 little cubs treed 40' up in a big ash, I got us out of there fast, bet momma wasn't too happy about that.
I just don't see to gun being worth it, like bob said, when I'm out falling nobody wants to #### with me then anyhow. Cruisng timber or laying out a job, maybe a little bit more warranted, all quiet like and covering a bunch of ground and nobody knows you're in there. I worked with a forester once who carried, but still, I doubt I ever will, anytime.
Why the #### would someone want to kill me cause I'm out in the woods working? Just doesn't make sense. I've had bears check me out within 40' (black) but I guess I just have more faith that something as unusual as a crazed momma bear attack is just going to happen without me doing something outright stupid first, which I try to aviod.
I will admit when I cam around a knob and my dog had 2 little cubs treed 40' up in a big ash, I got us out of there fast, bet momma wasn't too happy about that.
RandyMac
Stiff Member
In the wilds of the West, it was customary to go forth armed, usually with a rifle. I kept a short barreled .22 loaded with snake rounds in the lunchbox, it was an H&R cheapy, it worked and was no big deal if lost.
For quite awhile I traveled alone, I wasn't all that paranoid, but the reality is that there are things that crop up from time to time. I was in the Sierras and stopped to check a vehicle that had gone off the road and was attacked by three large dogs, the last one died ten feet away, with the slide locked back on an empty 1911. I bought a Mini14 the next day.
For quite awhile I traveled alone, I wasn't all that paranoid, but the reality is that there are things that crop up from time to time. I was in the Sierras and stopped to check a vehicle that had gone off the road and was attacked by three large dogs, the last one died ten feet away, with the slide locked back on an empty 1911. I bought a Mini14 the next day.
Sagetown
Farmer and a STIHL
hammerlogging; they do it out of shear mean~ness, and the (sic) pleasure they get from having power over your life to take it away from you. They enjoy your helplessness. My experience in war has shown me how supposedly responsible men turn evil with their freedom to commit horrendous harm on the helpless. The world out there is like the weather. One minute all is beautiful, and quite. The next minute the storms of darkness fall all around you, and without a storm shelter to protect you, you're caught like a mouse in a trap.
Joe46
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I guess I should amend my post. I always kept a little Savage OU in the truck. It was called the camper special. A 22 over a 20 gauge. Great Grouse gun( in season of course).
Sagetown
Farmer and a STIHL
I carry occasionally while checking my fences. If the Armadillos are bad, I'll take a .410 single shot. I killed 14 one morning. They may be harmless, but they sure scare the ####ens out of ya. Once a couple of hunters were on the place. They didn't know I'd already seen them both. When I approached one, the other hid. Kinda weird feeling that was.
Excerpt from the employee's manual for a big timber company down here..."There will be no animals, dead or alive, allowed in company vehicles".
And...I dug that old 30-30 out from behind the seat of the crummy. Other than the bullets looking a bit green and a couple of years of dust it wasn't too bad off. I cleaned it, oiled it, gave it some fresh ammo, wrapped it up in a brand new old greasy blanket and stuck it back behind the seat. Remind me to check on it in a couple of years.
And...I dug that old 30-30 out from behind the seat of the crummy. Other than the bullets looking a bit green and a couple of years of dust it wasn't too bad off. I cleaned it, oiled it, gave it some fresh ammo, wrapped it up in a brand new old greasy blanket and stuck it back behind the seat. Remind me to check on it in a couple of years.
Sport Faller
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That reminds me of a story my Grandpa told me about some of his work buddies when they were working on the Libby Dam, he said these guys were on their way home one night and a bear cub ran across the road infront of their truck, everybody was about half way tuned up and they thought it would be a great idea to try and catch it. One guy went up the tree after it while the other 3 kept a sharp eye out for mama (wouldn't have mattered because even 3 grown assed men aren't going to be able to do a damn thing if a bear comes at em). Like I said, they weren't in exactly the most crystal clear mindset (this was in the days before drinking and driving was frowned upon). So by some miracle of God, the guy in the tree manges to get the cub stuffed into a gunny sack while only getting scratched a few dozen times and they headed for town. Grandpa was in a local watering hole with some other buddies when these guys rolled up and proceeded to empty out the contents of the gunny sack on the floor of the bar and hightailed it outside while the bear was busy tearing the #### out of the place
RandyMac
Stiff Member
I had been bucking blowdowns in Humboldt County, up the Van Duzen River. I had stopped to sort of rebuild the starter on a Homelite, the spring gave out as did the rest of the guts of the blasted thing. I was sitting in the shade leaning on a cutbank, wasn't making any noise, I was already done yelling at the malingering box of alloy. 30 feet above me I heard lots of rustling in the leaves, I thought it was the big Grey Squirrels that infested the area. To our combined suprise, a 30 pound bear cub came tumbling off the bank, he landed on his back about 10 feet away. He had the wind knocked outta him and laid there making little erf noises. For over a minute I fought the insane urge to pin the little bastard, it took effort not to act, this from someone who gleefully chased a panther with a hatchet. He recovered, sat up and looked at me, took a few steps toward me, then stopped with a funny look on his face. At this point he was about 4 feet away, my willpower was fading, I had a plan, it involved duct tape. I spoke to him, I don't remember exactly what, pretty sure it was rude, that was just about the time he caught a nose full of my scent. Oh, if bears could talk, he reared up on his hind legs, I leaped up and roared at him, he spun and scampered off, fast little bear. I chased him down the road, just in time to be seen by my Boss, who asked me WTF? I showed him the duct tape, told him my plan, he sent me home for the rest of the day.
Sport Faller
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hammerlogging
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Yeah, I'm going to go ahead and not live with that mindset. I've got all the storm shelter I'm going to need just the way I am.
Unbelievable! A Homelite?
I don't have any good stories like that but a few years ago I was mending fence up on the University. The dirt worshipping hipp... I mean students were always cutting the wire so they didn't have to climb the fence. One of the U's garbage trucks pulled on the road and the driver got out and walked to amost where I was working. I headed on over to say hi and find out what he was doing. There was a little roadkill buck laying there and the driver said he had to load it in his truck and haul it to the dump. I poked it and it was still nice and soft! I asked the driver if I could take it since I still had an open tag. He was very happy to give it to me because he had to drive clear to the back of the dump so nobody could see him dump the deer.
BTW I found a package of deer meat in the bottom of my freezer so last Sunday I made a nice stew. Yumm!
RandyMac
Stiff Member
I'll be 60 in a year and haven't had to shoot anyone. Yet.
Yes a Homelite! With a brass trinket starter no less.
"Nothing in life is so exhilarating as to be shot at without result." WINSTON CHURCHILL
DavdH
ArboristSite Operative
Afraid if I carried I might use it on the goberment type inspectors etc. I've run across, bears, lions, deer, the worst are the hunters. I have never seen a snake on an active falling logging job I think they skedaddle when the ground starts to shake. I have hauled out snake bit fallers, bit in the harm and head so you get an idea how steep some of the country was. I think all I would only ever use is just to make noise. I cause enough damage to myself with some of the sharp tools I do carry, some of the falls I've taken I can see a problem with a loaded weapon.
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Years ago I saw a bucker take a double barrel 12 gauge out of his pickup and shoot a saw with it. Both barrels. I never asked him why and he never said. Monday he had a brand new saw.
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