Thread: Trapping Surprise!!

Went for a wee wander to clear and reset the trap line tonight.

I had cleared a few already and was squatting down half way through plucking a tree bear when I heard a foot step and stick break behind me.
My heckles went up and my heart stopped momentarily. I knew there was cattle in the block but they weren't anywhere near this area.
While still squatting and holding the possum by the tail, I turned very slowly round to find my head torch light looking right in the face of a young Fallow spiker.
It was so close I could feel his breath on my face.
Damn near crapped my pants, or jizzed in them, not quite sure. Probably both actually.

Slowly finished plucking the coon and gave it a biff into the scrub. Quick look at the stag, yup still there watching about 5m away.
Reset the trap and rubbed the truck with more lure. Stag still there.
Wandered off to the next trap nearly 20m away. Stag now licking the lure off the tree.
Gave him the big "Oi! fark off you bastard!!"
Well bugger me the cheeky prick started to walk toward me!
Did the big arm wave and tried to shoo him away. He got a bit miffed, snorted at me then slowly wandered off to about 50m away and just stood there watching me as I worked.

Eventually he meandered away, but stayed within torch range.
After I finished off my traps, I started to have a wee look around to see if there were any more deer about but only saw the stag. Watched him move around for a bit till he disappeared in the darkness of the scrub.

Very happy to see some deer up there.
Due to proximity of new subdivisions to my block, it is impossible to go in there with a rifle.
I do however know someone with a bow.......

Bloody hell! I'd have crapped myself too

Bigger trap required? Thats a laugh mate

Should have tackled the bastard!!!!! Would have been an amazing story. Not saying your story isn't already amazing.

Cheeky wee fallow. Ha ha ha ha should of given it a smack on the head with a coon trap.

Hope you going back with a bow tomorrow night

Or just leave it be and enjoy it for the cool thing that it is

If you need someone with a bow, I'd be more than happy to help out! 😬

Shiza that must of been cool to see!

I'd love to see you tackle it,
I had a fallow hind run into me on a tight bush track a month ago, when I grabbed her left front leg she let out a heinous sound and lept around at the end of my arm like a teenager avoiding the dishes.

It took all my strength to push her to the ground and hold her down, after a bit of a talk from me I let her go.

My mate looked at me like I was crazy, in the scuffle she had badly torn the chest in my hunting shirt and my left sleeve, he had lept to my right to avoid her but still his shirt was ripped open at the stomach and his right sleeve was torn in two places, and he had a 15 inch graze/bruise down his RH side, I had a badly twisted/bent finger and more grazes than Johnny Knoxville.

Had it been any larger it would have pounded both of us easily.

Don't try it

You don't get that everyday !

Ha ha awesome cambo

Reminds me of a few years back I had to carry a hind back across a steep little gully, had left her at the bottom and taken rifle and bag to top then gone back down to carry just her up with only a head lamp, young stag was following me up and moaning at me from about 20m wondering what i was doing with his girlfriend,no rifle no knife.
Got about 50m from the top dropped her and ran up to get rifle look round and he was gone.

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Originally Posted by 7mmsaum

Don't try it

That is really good advice. Their hooves are hard and sharp and they are way stronger than most would give them credit for.

Nice story Cambo. Very special experience. You're a mad bastard @7mmsaum I'd have loved to have seen that.

Originally Posted by 7mmsaum

I'd love to see you tackle it,
I had a fallow hind run into me on a tight bush track a month ago, when I grabbed her left front leg she let out a heinous sound and lept around at the end of my arm like a teenager avoiding the dishes.

It took all my strength to push her to the ground and hold her down, after a bit of a talk from me I let her go.

My mate looked at me like I was crazy, in the scuffle she had badly torn the chest in my hunting shirt and my left sleeve, he had lept to my right to avoid her but still his shirt was ripped open at the stomach and his right sleeve was torn in two places, and he had a 15 inch graze/bruise down his RH side, I had a badly twisted/bent finger and more grazes than Johnny Knoxville.

Had it been any larger it would have pounded both of us easily.

Don't try it

Hell, I would have paid good money to "spectate" that act