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Originally posted by realboogyman
i live in northeastern alabama, and i use to coonhunt alot.
1 night we were lost in the middle of nowhere and we met, "wildman" after we stumbled on to his territory. he appeared out of nowhere butt-naked with a .44 mag with the hammer back.
we were all around 16-to-20 at the time all egotistical so we mouthed off and "wildman" fired a round into the dirt about 6 feet away from us.
he told us we were trespassin and we had 10 mins to cross the creek. we tried explaing that we were just coonhunting and was trying to find our dogs. he said they havent been on his land and time was ticking for us to be gone so we scramed.
we found our dogs a lil piece later and left, we talked to some landowners near that area and they said he is a loner and a alcoholic and theywere afraid of him.
i will never forget that night i envyed him for having the cojones to run around the woods naked and just walk up on strngers in the woods and demand them to leave. but also remember the fear he put into us all in milliseconds and had us all shaking for the whole trip home
Originally posted by space cadet
reply to post by GreenBicMan
I would think that a mountian man is secluded for his own reasons, therefore I would not approach him. Not that he is dangerous, but I would respect his wish to be secluded.
Originally posted by hillbilly4rent
reply to post by GreenBicMan
Most of us MnM will say hello or are you lost and be kinda nice but have you herd the term "I hear banjos paddle faster". It can get quite funny seeing city folk run. I had to take shellter one night under a rock ledge it was raining like a cow peeing on a flat rock so I hunkerd down for the night when I herd voices not in my head but real voices it was a young couple hiking the Appalachian trail that had gotten lost. I yelled and told them there was a dry place under this over hang. when they came down the mountain and crawled under with me the look on their face was unforgettable kinda like a deer in the head lite look. We exchanged names and pleasantries I told them if they wanted to stay there for the night I would move along and find some were ells to hunker down at.
They said it was fine there was enough room for everyone so the fire was going really good and we talked for an hour or two I told them my story of how I chose to live the way I do and so on. We started getn sleepy the lady's husband said he was going to bed and told his wife to come with him
to the other side of the over hang. they started whispering I couldnt hear all the conversation but I did hear "AX MURDER" the lady said "no hes not hes a nice guy watch this" she started asking questions who I was my brothers and sisters she asked me about my mom and dad I said they are dead I killed them with a ax just joking around and before I knew it I was under that over hang by my self never herd or seen that couple again.