AKA MUNGAM WORC
I saw a thread about offshore calamity's Lets hear your best hunting F-Ups.
Hey! Charlie is a tuna, it's just Charles.crowmagnum said:Sorry Charlie it took me a while had 2 buds show up to bother me.
That's too bad about the pistol!activescrape said:No, Charles, I never found it. But after that I fully understood how people trying to cross that area on foot don't make it. Page two is that, since I wasn't successful there they sent me on up to the Dudley Bros. ranch near Coleman where I scored on a big double bearded gob which they paid to have mounted flying for me.
Hey Regulator I wasn't looking for practicle jokes Please re read and try again!regulator said:
Great read tokavi! The more you hunt better yu'll feel!Looks like ya'll had it all,FUN ROAD TRIP,MINOR SLOWDOWNS,CROOKS ,MAJOR FUN,BUXOM NURSE'S,RATTLE SNAKES,PRACTICLE JOKES, mixed in with a,LOT OF STUPID RED NECKNESS.Can I go hunting W/ ya'll next year? HE!HE!tokavi said:O.K. Here's a recent "adventure". Troy, Brian and I head up to the lease in north Texas about 6 weeks ago to build feeder pens, move feeders, get things set up for the summer feed program, you get the picture. We get to Abeline late because Troy has to stop and eat 5-6 times on the way up. He's a work out freak and has to get his protein! So we stay in Abeline and head up to the ranch early. We arrive and do a quick check of the camp to find someone has broken into the camper. In the process they shut the door and have jammed the lock so we can't get it open. 45 minutes later we get the door pried open and find they've stolen my toolbox and tools, eaten some food and left a mess. Get that cleaned up and the door fixed. We head off to do some work. I'm in the back seat and see a 4 1/2' rattler lying on the side of the road. I tell Troy to stop so I can kill the snake. I hop out and reach in the back of the truck for something to whack the snake. First thing I find is a set of limb loppers. This particular pair has the extendable handles. When they are extended the handles are about 30" long and closed about 18". They are closed (that's important!). Troy, being the big tough, stupid, body builder says," Hey I'm gonna catch him". and grabs the loppers out of my hand. He then walks up to the snake, which has decided to leave and is crawling away, and grabs him with the loppers. Now the snakes 4+ feet long and Troy grabs him about 2-3" from the rattles with enough force to cut the snake. The snake does what anything pinched by a pair of loppers being wielded a moron would do, he bites Troy on the hand. Troy, being a brain surgeon, drops the snake and starts screaming he's been bit. I grab him, constrict the blood flow to his arm, squeeze out as much blood as I can from the fangs wounds, ice his hand and load him in the truck. We hunt on a LARGE ranch, it's 12 miles just to get off the ranch and to a blacktop road so I start driving as fast as I can. At this point I'm worried about Troy because he's over there moaning and groaning and his arms swelling up like a pi*** off toad frog. We make it to the highway and head for the nearest hospital, 45miles away at a high rate of speed. I go about 10 miles and start making jokes about getting pulled over, come over a hill and sure enough theres a DPS Trooper working radar. Lights us up and I pull over, explain situation and that I'm peace officer also. He sends us on our way and radio's ahead to let the hospital know we are coming. We get to the hospital and they check Troy out. Nothing new for them, they get 10-12 snake bites a year. Start anti-venom treatment and prepare to transfer Troy to Lubbock. I talk to the doctor. He says we did a good job with constricting blood flow and icing the bite to slow the venom. Troy's going to be fine but will have to stay the night in Lubbock. Troy's now grinning like a possum because he knows he's not gonna die and thinks he'll have a " I got bit by a rattler" story to tell. Says to me and Brian," Why don't you go ahead and take care of the work on the lease while I'm in the hospital". I realize Brian and I just got scre***. He's going to lay up and charm the nurses while we work our tails off. Being a true friend I pull one of the ambulance attendants that's doing the transfer aside. I give him $20 and have him tell Troy that the side effects of the anti-venom treatment normally wear off after a few weeks. Knowing Troy's first question (What side effect?) I get him to tell Troy the anti-venom causes erectil disfunction and lowered testosterone levels for a few weeks but normally the effects wear off. Brian and I go back to the lease work our tails off and pick Troy up from the hospital the next afternoon. He's fine, hugh swelling in his arm, but doing great. Except now he's worried about the side effects. We let it ride for a wihle before spilling the beans. He took it well. By the way. Don't get bit by a rattlesnake unless you have good insurance. Cost of anti-venom treatment and 1 night in the hospital $18,000.