Strangest/neatest Thing Found In The Woods Or On The Water?

[bs1827]

I seen this on several other forums and it's brought about some awesome/creepy stories. I'm wanting to know some of the strangest and neatest things you've seen or found in the woods or on the water. Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk

[fishinwrench]

The guys that post on here. Hands down the strangest/neatest finds of all time for me.

[bs1827]

^^Haha! Yes!!! Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk

[Mitch f]

Ok, Ill bite...

I've had a full grown gobbler swimming in the river along side my jet boat.

My buddy had a hawk attack his face while sitting in a tree stand in Colorado. He was wearing a face mask and the hawk went for his blinking eyes.

Watched a bunch of eagles in Canada completely consume a gut pile of a deer we shot in about 30 minutes.

Caught a 6 pound common carp on a Wiggle Wart and he swallowed it.

Some guy on the OAF posted one time about a guy catching a trout in a lake with someone's severed finger in it's stomach. No kidding

[jdmidwest]

I was fishing by myself in a hole all alone at Montauk and some guy walks in and casts over my line.

[hank franklin]

We were setting up gravel bar camp on the Huzzah one very tranquil and quiet late afternoon, when out of nowhere a dust devil blew up and blew our gear all over the place, into the water, up the gravel bar, scattered everywhere. Tent was not staked yet and almost blew into the river. Folding chairs and assorted other stuff did make the water. We sprung into rescue mode and recovered everything and in a few minutes all was well again. My young boy was on one of his first river trips and developed a fear of wind from that experience which to some degree he still has.

Another day we were floating the Meramec and paddled up the Huzzah confluence a bit to fish it a bit. Nothing at all going on when all of a sudden one raft, then another, then another, all packed with Muslims in robes and dark beards and turbans. I kid you not. One after the other, probably 50 or so in total. All men and boys. We didn't pay them any mind and they were friendly. I held up a large spot I had caught and they applauded. Later we passed them on the Meramec approaching Onondaga and the boys were getting rambunctious. Osama! Osama! one of them kept yelling. We felt it was probably time to get on down the river, hearing that.

[fishinwrench]

My buddy had a hawk attack his face while sitting in a tree stand in Colorado. He was wearing a face mask and the hawk went for his blinking eyes.

Woah! That would suck

[Quillback]

When I was living in Washington, I lived at the base of Mount Si, which topped out at about 4,000 feet. There were 2 trails to the top, the original trail which had been decommissioned, and a new trail that had just opened a few years before. The old trail parking lot was closed and because of that it received very little traffic. One fine spring day, my neighbor and I were outside talking and we decided to take a hike up the old trail up to the snow line. The trail started with about a 200 yard stretch of steep uphill and then came to a small, plateau like area before beginning to climb the mountain again. We reached the flat spot and noticed a few bones near the trail, we stopped and briefly checked them out and came to the conclusion it was probably the remains of a deer.

We made it up to the snow line and came back down the trail, when we came to the spot where the bones are we stopped to look at them again. I poked around a little in the brush and came across a rib cage - it was flat, not having that peaked shape where the ribs came together on 4 -legged animals. I called my buddy over and told him this didn't look like animal bones to me, he agreed and we poked around some more and found a jawbone - and it was obviously human.

Got back to the house, called the cops, 15 minutes later a deputy sheriff showed up, he was skeptical, thinking we'd found an animal and mis-identified it, but the jawbone description convinced him to make the short hike with us. Once he saw the remains, he agreed it was human and called in the cavalry.

The police did the CSI thing, and identified the remains. It solved an open case for them. It was an older fellow, Seattle resident, late 60's if I recall, who had shot his wife, buried her in the garden, and reported her missing. He had been able to collect her life insurance and then had disappeared himself. I can't remember the details, but after he disappeared his wife's body was discovered.

As far as the police could determine, he'd walked up the trail, stepped off a ways, and shot himself. Critters had gotten into the bones and scattered them about, including the ones we saw near the trail.

The whole thing was featured on America's most wanted. Never did get my 15 minutes of fame for finding the body, the Seattle Times just mentioned that the body had been found by "Hikers".

There were some unanswered questions - no one ever found the insurance money, how did the guy get to the trail - his car wasn't parked there? But the official ruling was that is was a suicide and that was that.

[bfishn]

About 20 years ago, I stopped by the upper end of Lake Windsor here in BV to investigate the newly exposed lake bottom, recently brought to light by the first maintenance drawdown since it was built. In the mud not far from the road I saw what looked to be the shape of a pistol and dug it out. After washing it off I could see it was an old Ivers Johnson .410 pistol with a layer of string tightly wrapped around the grip in a crude attempt at padding. Cool!

I had stopped there while on my way to the dump. Back then you had to get the dump gate key from the police station, so when I stopped for the key I thought it would be wise to take the gun in to show my friend KF (now the Chief) in case it might have been used in a crime and then conveniently tossed in the lake. He said he'd look into it. I gave it to him and added that if nothing came of it, I'd like to keep it. Got the key and proceeded to the dump.

At the dump I bumped into one of the lake maintenance boys I knew and told him the story. As soon as he heard about the string on the handle, he said, 'that was old Ray's snake gun' (Ray had been a lake ranger on Windsor until his passing).

Armed with what I felt was clearly a positive ID, I returned the key to the cop shop and explained what I'd learned, asking for the gun back.

"Oh, you can't have that gun without a collectors license. You don't have one do you?"

Grrrrrr.

I'll bet whichever one of them has it now doesn't have a collectors license either...

[Jerry Rapp]

I may have just done the supidest thing that I have ever done outside. 20 degrees, 12 inches of snow, and I hooked up the garden hose. Biggest day in Missouri football ever, and the t.v. lost satellite. DIsh was covered with snow and ice. Hooked up the hose, firemans nozzle and washed it off. Hope no one saw me.