Women shouldn't hunt!!!!!!

gjamison

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Let me explain.

My wife wanted to hunt, so i went ahead and bought all the stuff she would
need. We didn't have a lot of places for her to hunt but I found a couple. The first couple of years where ok, she was seeing deer mostly small ones.

This year rolls around and I started my season in Oct for bow witch run's for about 4 weeks, our firearms season starts in mid Nov. Now I hunt private land witch I have hunted for more than 20 years(no women allow at the cabin)and I always shoot several deer.

Well after another weekend of hunting I came home to one PO'ed wife. She hunted both days and didn't see anything and I come home with tales of seeing deer both days and shooting 2 more. We got into one hell of a fight over deer huntin. It's not my fault shes not seeing deer!!!!!

This is why guy's hunt and fish together, I'm sorry but women don't belong in the woods. If you want to hunt with your wife that is just who your going to be hunting with for the rest of your days becouse no one else will, just the 2 of you, no buddys no friends. You see these guys hunting with there wifes on TV, thats becouse they have to or they wouldn't be able to hunt at all. My deer season is now over and I'm mad as hell, with 3 weeks left I'm stuck at home putting up christmas decor and going to holiday events that I could care less about. This sucks!!!!

KEEPEM OUT OF THE WOODS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
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Many years ago, I carried my wife hunting. She needed to use the bathroom too often and toilets are few and far between in the woods. She still wanted to go.

So I began carrying the motorhome. It has heat, toilet, running water and a mirror so her makeup would look nice for the deer. She either needed a gun with her cosmetics or else she could go without the cosmetics and gun and ugly the deer to death.

Anyway, her frequent trips to the motorhome was movement in the woods I did not need. I moved her hunting to the far side of the woods and closer to the RV. This way she was over a quarter mile from me and did not bother my hunting at all.

Two seasons of cold, wet weather, having to get up early and not seeing anything, she stopped hunting.
 
Give 'em a gun and they'll end up putting a big hole in that glass ceiling!:eek:;)

Just kidding Stonehorses, just kidding!
 
I am in WV and I guess we are just a bunch of hillbillies here. But we have a few women who hunt. My girlfriend loves to hunt deer. And she likes to prepare and eat deer. Maybe she is 1 of 1,000-I don't know. But we don't have any problems at all. I had MGM build a 30 carbine barrel for an Encore for her and I load the Sierra 130 grain single shot pistol bullet for her rifle. She is deadly with this rig to 100 yards. And she brings home the bacon as she likes to say!! Tom.
 
Fellows just follow my lead and don't hunt at all. My wife has killed every dear but one in our freezer. I don't get buck fever but I do love the guns and hearing her get excited telling about the dear's every move before the shot. I stay home with the kids I would rather sleep in the bed as opposed to the tree stand. Got her 8 point mounted above the tv and an 8 point rack to the right of the mount. She enjoys dear hunting and is a deadly shot. Don't let your wives intemidate you while she's gone go buy a gun like me. Easier to sneak in when I know she's not home. Doeboy
 
Back in the 1950s and 60s my mother would sometimes hunt with my dad and me. Dad was fit and had long legs and mom would struggle, dad was always far ahead. Once dad walked over a beaver dam and waited for ma. This was deer hunting in wisconsin in cold weather. Dad told ma, give me your rifle, your gonna fall in! She gave dad the rifle and fell in the irrigation ditch and got soaked! Dad wasnt about to quit hunting and she walked back to the car mad! Later two hunters walked up to my dad and had to tell him about some woman sitting in a car warming up while she had all her cloths off drying out! Pa didnt know her!
 
My mother and I always went deer hunting together when I was a kid. I remember her sitting there quietly with an apron full of .20 gauge slugs.We did pretty darn good. We ate a lot of deer meat back in those days. She's 89 now, but I wish I could still take her with me.
My wife won't go. She has that Bambi syndrome.
Peace,
gordon
 
Our hunting population has dropped and if we don't get our daughters involved it will be even worse. My wife likes to to to deer camp and runs it. My daughters would go with me to the deer stand.
20 years later the girls still talk about the adventures we had. Yes, the women make noise, can't sit still and scare the deer but occasionally they have sucess. In this age of nintendo, TV and cell phones you get the chance to have hours uninterrupted with your wife or kids.
 
My wife loves to shoot, but doesn't have the patience for hunting. When she was a kid, she went out and shot a deer just because her brother said she couldn't. She still keeps the head mount as a reminder to him.
 
Several years ago one of our club members (George) had been out drinking all night before he got to the camp for the morning hunt. When he arrived George had a cocktail waitress with him. She was still wearing most of her little cocktail waitress suit thingy with the airplane skirt and she was drunker than he was. It was cold but the antifreeze hadn't worn off and they didn't care. They wanted to hunt deer. We managed to find some hunter orange and some camo to help cover her up and drove both of them away from where we were going to hunt and placed them about half a mile apart. If they got a ticket from the game warden that would be their fault. Somebody had a kid that didn't show up and loaned her his .410 single barrel shotgun and gave her one slug.

We were dog hunting and jumped on the first drive. A half dozen sober standers shot at that buck without hitting it. The dogs ran the buck for about two miles...straight toward the drunk cocktail waitress. She killed that buck with a shot through the heart. We could tell from the sound of the shot who fired it and several of us went to where we had left the waitress. There lying on the ground was one of the largest 11 point bucks I had ever seen. The waitress wasn't excited about the kill at all. She even made a comment about how easy deer hunting was to several of the sober hunters who had come to see the deer. She then asked if we had any beer. We loaded her and the deer up and went to pick George up to go back to the camp. We found George propped up on a tree stump asleep. We decided to leave him there and let him walk back to camp when he woke up. After not finding any beer the waitress found a cot in one of the old school buses and she went to sleep. After listening to a lot of bitching and griping about how and who killed the deer, I got my share and went home.. The camp had a meeting a few days later and it was decided by all to ban all drunk cocktail waitresses from the camp. Even the wives who hunted with us agreed.
 
Oh my God, The hunting stories never seem to stop. That was the funniest I ever heard. Good on you Charlie. But I do remember a deer hunting trip that was a bit crazier. It involved a bunch of guys some beer & a Win. 30 -30 Carbine. Oh Hell; you guys don't want to hear about it anyway.
 
Here is one that has been around a long time: A guy who had always hunted with the same group started to get ready to take the trip about one week early. His wife decided that he was having to much fun so she invited herself to the hunt. Well the guy realizing that auguring with the wife would do no good decided a little deception was in order, He takes her to Bass Pro and outfits her in bulky hunting gear thinking that would change her mind,,no way,,,Next he gets a big-bore rifle and takes her to the range, figuring that the recoil would change her mind,,No way,,,,Finally he gives in and takes her with him and the buddies, who I might add were none to pleased. they decide to send her off to an area on the fringe with the warning...stay guiet, and yell out if you get a deer...They were laughing about the area she was to stay in. Off they all go. Not much is moving and then they hear a shot from the area the wife was in. With a certain trepidation they all go see what the heck she was shooting at. When they arrive they find a cowhand trying to pull his saddle off his downed horse..The wife was yelling at the cowhand about her deer and he had better leave it alone.....The cowhand looked at the hunters wife, and said the following..."OK Damn it lady OK its your damned deer but PLEASE let me get my damned saddle off of it first and you can have the damned deer....
 
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The trouble is that when she said she wanted to hunt she meant that she wanted to do things with you that you enjoy.
 
You should tell her the deer are all in Florida and then put her on a plane for the season. She won't see any deer there either, but at least you'll both be happy.
 
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