Let's post our "biggest mess ups" at the lease

[HubCityThumper]

It could be hunting or just doing chores at the lease. This should be fun.

Here is mine. I will never let it down and the story is told every year time after time around the campfire.

We were loading the 4 wheelers into the bed of the trucks to take home for some maintenance. There were about 6 guys watching including the ranch owner. I was being really careful going up the ramps. I was too careful and the engine stalled halfway up. I rolled down the ramps and the guys got to chuckling. On the next attempt, one of the guys yelled, "Gas it." Well, I gassed it alright. The 4 wheeler took off and became airborne. The only thing that stopped me crashing through the back window was the toolbox. It was the loudest crash you ever heard. Bent the toolbox and the grill guard on the 4 wheeler. You could have heard the roar of laughter two counties away. What memories. Now come on, I owned up, let's hear yours.

[DaveC]

This year-
I was using a plastic bottle cut in half to scoop hand corn from a corn sack ( I don't like to touch the corn) in late October.
I tossed the bottle in the corn sack because I don't want to litter up camp.

A few days later I pour the rest of the sack in my feeder forgetting about the bottle inside which end up clogging the feeder and cutting out all feeding activity for most of November (I didn’t make it back early December).

SO, when I see my feeder isn't throwing I come back on my atv with bags & ground blind zipper bags (good for this). Unload every bit of corn from a 2/3 full 55 gallon drum. Up & down the ladder 5-6 times find the bottle (cuss a little to myself).
Put all the corn back and know for sure no self respecting whitetail would visit that stinky feeder for a while so I go to another stand and get skunked only to get game cam pictures of the 8 I've been after eating off THAT feeder that very evening after the corn dump & reload.

That is just one of many.
Another I posted about earlier today was having the AM & PM backwards on the timers’ clock which equals 2 nighttime throws. One at 715 in the evening and the other at 415 in the morning. This will have pigs awaiting your arrival every time.

[DaveC]

Four wheeler story-
A few weeks back my truck is parked on an incline with my tilt 4 wheeler trailer and it comes time to load back up. I pull the 650 w/ 27” tires ( in 4wd low) all the way to the front of the trailer and it doesn’t pivot forward. So I back up & try again and lean forward this time to adjust my weight forward. This has worked before, but this time with a little extra gas the quad crawls right over the front of the trailer and the bed slams down with my 4 wheeler straddling the front angle iron.
I eased it in reverse and climbed back off with no damage, just had one heck of an “Oh poop” moment.

[Chew]

There was some little incident with 5 gallons of green paint spread all over the ranch.....but I'm fuzzy on the details.

[no1hogkiller]

First year on Halletsville lease, creek was too wet to drive through. Unloaded bags of corn. Carried the deer feeder to my bottoms field. While setting up feeder, Lewis drives by in his Ford 4x4 with a herd of cows and the one bad *** bull following. I had a run-in with this bull before. He doesn't know me and very, very protiective of his ladys. That's a liittle history.
Set up feeder. Now have to walk back across creek and manually transfer corn bags over to feeder, about 150 yards. Walked back over to corn. Lewis drove out through creek and the cows found the corn. That ****** bull gave me a look that could kill.
Howlerd at them, "Ya!" Double "YA!!".
Was able to reteive all but two bags but Mr. ****** didn't give his ground over the broken bag of corn.
The silver linning in the cloud is, since then that ****** bull is just a begger cow. He looks at me with those great big baby brown eyes, "Feed me please."
I dish out some corn. No problem. He's my buddy now!

[WCB]

I can't think of anything stupid I've done, I'm sure there is, so give me time to think.
This wasn't at camp but was funny. Me and some friends went to a local park to get familiar with a new climbing stand. As a friend was coming back down and got close to the ground he jumped off the last foot or so. The funny part was he was wearing a safety harness and he bounced off the tree and ground a few times as we busted a gut laughing at him. He was ****** for a moment till he realized he wasn't hurt. Except his pride...

[bowhuntertex]

Back when I was in high school my dad had been bugging me to let him sit in my stand because I had already killed my buck for the season. One evening in December I finished off my season with a doe and then shot a skunk headed towards my feeder. That evening I told my dad he could sit in my stand, cause I was sleeping in. Needless to say the wind picked up and was blowing the skunk smell right at my blind. Dad was back at the camphouse 45 minutes after daylight, because he couldn't take the smell. He or anyone else that hunted on that lease never asked to sit in my stand again. I thought it was funny, but pop sure didn't.

[Jaspro]

There was some little incident with 5 gallons of green paint spread all over the ranch.....but I'm fuzzy on the details.

[ATTACH]15164[/ATTACH]

I did the same thing Chew with some Green paint. I had to get a bunch of thinner to get it off my truck. It sure showed up good on my white truck.


Not at the deer lease but I bought my first 4 wheeler in March of 2000. In Paril of 2000 I had it stuck in the middle of Lake Brownwood and it took 3 4-wheelers, `1 3-wheeler and a 55 gallon drum on easter to get it out. The following Tuesday the lake filled back up.

[mjames76]

Well it didnt happen to me but my dad. Our place ount in E. TX many years ago. It was opening weekend so all of the "men" of the family were there. My dads 2 brothers their dad and my older cousin and me. Without exception my dad has to go to the outhouse every morning before we go hunt. This day was like all the others everyone sitting around drinking coffee and eating cookies when it hit him. he walks out of the cabin and about 45 seconds later we hear him holler and he meets us at the cabin door white as a sheet with his pants at his knees. Everybody started asking what wrong and he said "I just got my pants down and sat down when something grabbed the boys." We never did find out what was down in that hole, but eversince it has been called the "booger hole" and as much hell as we give him avout it to this day nobody goes in there without kicking the side first and hollering "GET OUT OF THERE!!"

[singleshot]

A funny one that I saw just recently at the military hunt was that we were showing one of the guys how to clean a deer. He had never been deer hunting and had just killed his first buck. So we start cleaning, and hand him the balls to show him how big his buck was! LOL. Anyway, we finished cleaning it, got it ready to load and he asked, "What do I do with these?" He had been holding the sack the entire time.

[Smart]

white as a sheet with his pants at his knees..... he said "I just got my pants down and sat down when something grabbed the boys."

ROTFLMAO!! that visual is priceless.....

[AtTheWall]

Well I went down to South Texas with my son Austin, spring time deal, sad day, had to pull our gear and go. Well we decided since we had choirs to do there, we might as well cruise a few senderos and give him a chance to shoot his new bow, jackrabbits or hogs if we found them. Didn't expect to see hogs but we did put a few jacks down. I got turned off on an old Sendero that didn't look too bad till that last mile. Needless to say, I busted brush to make that last mile and ended up with 3 leaky tires LOL! Well worth it and I would do it again!

I really think that last good Goodyear was taunting me to do it again!

[aironeout]

At my brothers ranch he has a 83 convertible blazer that is completely bed linered inside and out that he calls "the beast". He had just purchased a new 1000lb outback road feeder and put it in the back of it. Well he was having some wiring trouble with the feeder and while coming back in from the evening hunt I went to hit the switch because I had seen a couple of pretty good bucks just off of the road and the d@m^ thing didn't go off. I was plenty ticked off so I pull into the barn take it out of gear with the back end of the blazer sticking out so I could work on the wiring and not dump corn inside the barn. I then bail out without setting the parking brake or closing the driver side door. All of a sudden it starts rolling backwards and the door catches the inside of the overhead door going into the barn. Needles to say the door and front drivers side fender dont match up to well any more. Talk about not wanting to make the phone call and tell him that his "baby" was damaged. He actually took it pretty well since he still lets me hunt. I have found a door and fender and have had them sprayed but have not gotten them installed yet. Needless to say I now drive my own truck with my road feeder 99% of the time.
>E

[no1hogkiller]

No one was at lease to see this one. Bought a good used climbing tree stand. Fianally figureing out how to connect this contraption I got it around the tree. Thinking to myself, what the heck is this stupid red rope tied to both parts of climbing stand? Well, like the blonde I am, untied it and set it aside. Climbed a remarkable Post Oak to about 18 feet. This is Very Cool! Turned around sitting in seat, very comfortable, then to my surprise, Oh, that 's what the red rope is for?
The bottom foot climbing rack went, cha-clink, cha-clink, cha-clink back down to the ground.
Like a cat stuck in a tree, it'll get down. So did I. It was a bi#@*& to get back up and retreive seat.
I use a harnas now wether going up or down.

[TexasCanesFan]

My current lease is my biggest lease mess up!!!!!