We have a smell thread, how about sounds?

#1 by a huge margin: Bugler playing TAPS (always brings me to tears)

#2 Bagpipes playing Amazing Grace

The sound a cat makes in the middle of the night . . . . . up hairballs. It can/does wake you out of a sound sleep.

All the sounds of nature waking up you hear as the sun rises, while sitting alone very early in the morning in the woods.
 
s&wchad said:
A group of us were camping on a ranch in Wyoming hunting antelope. The ranch was in the high desert near Bill and it was one of our first trips out there. We were standing around camp early one evening and heard a strange noise getting closer closer. We didn't know it at the time, but huge numbers of sandhill's migrate south over that area annually. I guess they're not technically waterfowl, but they sure do make a distinctive racket! We watched countless cranes fly overhead, as far as the eye could see, for probably 20 minutes. My pictures don't do it justice...
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I enjoy the sound of Sandhills flying overhead every fall. They have been wintering now at the Hiwassee Wildlife Refuge just north of Chattanooga for some time. Deer hunting on the Cumberland Plateau in E. Tennessee I hear them flying high overhead on their way to the refuge.......killed my biggest buck to date several years ago while listening to a flock of Sandhills flying over.
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Other sounds that bring good memories are whippoorwills at night while camping in the summer, the sounds of the forest waking up at first light while turkey hunting in the spring & deer hunting in the fall.

Don
 
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The sound of a rooster pheasant breaking cover as you move in on a solid point. Sitting on the side off an Arizona canyon glassing and the sound of a raven flying over. Only a few people have heard it , but bagpipes being played in the hall between the command center and silo on a Titan II missile site.
 
Most any WWII aircraft, Bonus points for a wound out merlin in a P-51.

Huey helicopters cutting the air with those fat blades.

Big Block Ford in my Dads truck, Top loader 4 speed for maximum effect.

My Flathead in my hot rod.

Offshore powerboats running the coast.

Harleys and British twins.

F-16s and such doing their thing,

The sounds of freedom.
 
Turkeys
Bears hooting to each other because they can't call 1-800 collect.
Foxes
Bobcats

Listening to a bigblock Chevy with a big cam hunting as it idles. We can hear the firing order 18436572 as she lopes.
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Eagle 477 said:
The First Breath of your first child. The gasp and cry. Rob
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The first born came out telling us of his displeasure!

The second born wasn't sure he would like to even live in this world. I talked him into that first breath, "Come on son breathe" The inhale and a small raspy cry. Then off to nuzzle mom and sleep for an hour! Then the joyous call of a hungry newborn! I remember the tears streaming down my face, as my prayers had been answered! He turns 40 this summer, and I still like hearing his voice!

(since he was born in our bathroom, I said I would name him John, The sound his mom made is the exact opposite of what you like to hear!) His name is Judah, and that means Praise!

Ivan
 
The whippoorwills that Woodsltc mentioned reminded me of loons on the lakes up north. I only hear it when I'm recreating in the outdoors so it's a reminder of those times for me.
 
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Just a few of my favorites:
Owls hooting on a dark night
Mourning doves
Mockingbird with the amazing array of sounds it makes
Pack of beagles when they jump and pursue a rabbit

But the baby laughing, especially one of yours, whether it's yours or one of your grandkids is the best.
 
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Two sounds that warm the cockles of my heart. Laughter of children is one. The second sound is one not to many people have heard. It is the sound of a high power rifle discharging in an Aspen thicket. If you haven't heard it, it is a unique sound that indirectly triggers the smell of elk steaks for dinner.
 
A train horn blowing in the distance.

Reminds me of the good times spent at my buddy's cabin over the years.

You could hear the Conrail and Susquehanna trains working up or down the old Erie mainline along the Delaware River. blowing their horns at the different crossings.

Many moons ago.
 
The silence of the house in the wee small hours of the morning before the sun comes up, with the birds scurrying about outside, and the familiar gurgle of the drip coffee pot, as the last of the water makes it over the grounds and the pot is telling you to get ready to enjoy that first cup.
 
Tales of the Mocking Bird!

I'm sitting is a lawn chair under a big shade tree, half asleep. I hear the screen door slam and the kids running and playing. I hear one of the concrete truck hit the brakes, and THAT brings me wide awake! There is no concrete truck, the kids are at grandmas for the weekend! It is Springtime and the Mockingbirds are trying to entice the ladybirds on a "Date"!

On the same day 900 miles away at Ft. Sill, Ok. The male Mocking birds are lined up along the power lines, a lone female flies past and the males do upwards summersaults and spew forth foul language and recite marching cadences. The training company was out in force to watch the spectacle, my 31 year old best friend was a newly minted PFC in their midst!

It is amazing what Mocking birds will repeat!

Ivan
 
I've always liked the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves when I go hiking, especially when there aren't any other sounds.

I also enjoy waves lapping the shore, whether it's the ocean, lake, or pond. And the rush from a waterfall.
 
A moose going by in the dark as I make a Italian spaghetti dinner on the tailgate with snow on the ground, hunting.

A pack of coyotes running the valley end to end in the dark of night. I asked the kids if they needed to use the outdoor privy they all said no with fear in there eyes. I told them it's ok.

Sounds of a screaming rabbit as something running off with it for dinner.

The wilds is a orchestra of sounds if we stop to listen carefully.
 
Train horns. Dad, (RIP), was a locomotive engineer. Whenever I hear a horn, I figure that's him, saying hello.
 
I like the sound of the fog horns at night and the sound of the surf rolling in.

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