What embarrassing things have happened while detecting?

. Yeah I felt a little insulted seeing as how my fave animal and avatar is a squirrel. That's the worse that's happen to me detecting other than multiple times practically ripping my ears off and strangling myself on the headphone cords and one time hitting my other hand with the Lesche and cutting myself.

:lol: hillbilly, that's hard to beat! Maybe you should change your avatar after that episode.

Hipsterchick, are you joking with us? That's pretty extreme:grin:
 
Was stationed in Maine and had driven to where one paved road ended and became a path. I had researched this road and found that in the early 1800's there were many houses after where the paving had ended but the houses were given up to the forrest when the nearest town sprang up a bit to far for them to constantly travel. They all just moved closer to town and build new houses leaving where they previously lived to rot in the forrest.

I wanted to check out these foundations and drove there. At the end of the road where the path began was a house. Upon arriving and seeing the owner outside I asked him about the area and he told me what he knew. He also told me about a flock of wild turkeys that had adopted his home and protected it like watch dogs....I took this with a grain of salt and began my walk into the woods. I heard this sound behind me after only a hundred yards or so and upon turning around was greeted by the sight of about a dozen well fed wild turkeys heading my direction with a crazed look in their eyes.

I'm not one to be overly concerned with native wildlife unless it is a bear or moose. BUT....These things were bent on stomping a hole in my arse and eating me. Most of the flock stayed about 30 feet away as they drew straws to see which got the next crack at me....Running as fast as they could they would get within 10 feet and jump feet first, wings a flapping with those damned spurs aimed at wherever they could impale me. I was walking backwards swinging my detector and smacking the hell out of whatever I could hit for what seemed like an hour. They just wouldn't leave me the heck alone till I got about half a mile from that guys house. WOW was I worn out when they finally decided to head back. Needless to say I found a quiet way outta the woods when I was done detecting. Got back to my car and I never went back.

Btw if you want something to watch out for your land....dont get a big old dog....Get a wild turkey...They suck.

Each thanksgiving I pretend that one more of that rabid flock sits on the table and am thankful.

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Gary

Oh yeah, I believe every word you said. I was not MDing, but had an encounter with some swans by a lake. Like you, I now have a phobia about large birds. Those things can bite the !!!! out of you!
 
Last fall I was mding a totlot while my younger cousins were playing nearby. As I am swinging over a good sounding target all of a sudden someone runs up behind me and before I can do anything they rip down my shorts. Or at least try to.... my belt kept them from moving, but the damage was done. Looking behind me I saw one of my cousins behind me just staring at my ripped pants. They had ripped right below the belt and all around the back side, but not through the second layer. Of course, my cousins all laughed at me, but I was like whatever, and kept hunting.

Bunch of azzes.
 
I am terrified of large birds now. A couple summers ago I started fishing near this bridge which is home to what seems like thousands of barn swallows. After getting bird poop on my head I learn to always take a hat there and thus got pooped on my hat, shirt and in the inside of my fabric tackle bag since then. Well after those experiences the final straw was seeing a huge blue heron fly by and pooping on the grass near me at another lake. I felt lucky beyond words it didn't get me because it cr@pped enough to fill a gallon paint bucket at least and I have since seen those same huge white stains all along that same lake. Needless to say I am now terrified when I see herons and other large birds and cover my head with my arms when I see one in the air.

Blue Herons are also mean birds. When I was trout fishing in Arizona had one that kept inching closer to the side of me as I could see him in my peripheral vision. I was amused thinking how cool it was he was getting so close so I kept casting...I mean I had never seen one so close. Wow! :wow: Then I saw what the heron was up to right as he lurched forward and tried to grab my stringer with 5 trout! I grabbed the stringer just in time and started hollering at him. Instead of flying off he tried to stand his ground and at first I thought he seriously was going to attack me with that long beak as he kept opening and closing it and jabbing in my direction like he was swinging a sword. Never underestimate any of Mother Nature! Birds are just as dangerous as the bigger animals!
 
The Turkey one is funny as all get out!

I would have gone after those SOBs, give em a Sampson suprise!

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Hipsterchick, are you joking with us? That's pretty extreme:grin:

Shoulda have seen what happened to me,

I stepped on a yelow jackets nest, and ran off down a walking trail, smacked into a tree and fell down. Then I started rolling around on the ground and that's when a turkey vulture swooped down and grabbed my candy bar out of my hand. As I swatted him away I whacked my hand on a tree and fractured three fingers.

I jumped up and grabbed my gear just in time to see this dog running down the trail after me, so I took off running and when I did I stepped into a hole in the ground about knee deep. About that time the dog was on me, but he wasn't biting me, he was licking me. Apparently the dog was happy to see me, so he pee'd on my back while I was trying to get my leg out of the hole.

When I did get my leg out of the hole I noticed something was in the bottom of the hole. Imagine that, there was a coin in the hole!

I pulled the coin out of the hole and started to laugh. That's when I looked over and saw Bonesquat hacking a silver coin with a meat cleaver, so I got the heck outta there as fast as I could.

When I got to my car I looked at the coin, and this is what I found!
 
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Yesterday, I stopped at my grandmother's and started md'ing around their old swing. I found a few pennies, nothing old though. Then found a strong silver signal. Started digging, wondering what it could be, hoping it was something of my late grandfather's, not paying attention to my surroundings. Next thing I feel is something pecking at my headphones. Startled, I look up and hear the loudest, God awful squak right in my face...a peacock! I freaked and did the backwards crab crawl for about 10 feet and it was still in my face lol. I jumped up, shook off the hibbie jibbies and look up and all my children are standing there laughing their butts off. I definitely did not expect a peacock to be anywhere around.
 
Shoulda have seen what happened to me,

I stepped on a yelow jackets nest, and ran off down a walking trail, smacked into a tree and fell down. Then I started rolling around on the ground and that's when a turkey vulture swooped down and grabbed my candy bar out of my hand. As I swatted him away I whacked my hand on a tree and fractured three fingers.

I jumped up and grabbed my gear just in time to see this dog running down the trail after me, so I took off running and when I did I stepped into a hole in the ground about knee deep. About that time the dog was on me, but he wasn't biting me, he was licking me. Apparently the dog was happy to see me, so he pee'd on my back while I was trying to get my leg out of the hole.

When I did get my leg out of the hole I noticed something was in the bottom of the hole. Imagine that, there was a coin in the hole!

I pulled the coin out of the hole and started to laugh. That's when I looked over and saw Bonesquat hacking a silver coin with a meat cleaver, so I got the heck outta there as fast as I could.

When I got to my car I looked at the coin, and this is what I found!

You forgot the part about Bigfoot...
 
Shoulda have seen what happened to me,

I stepped on a yelow jackets nest, and ran off down a walking trail, smacked into a tree and fell down. Then I started rolling around on the ground and that's when a turkey vulture swooped down and grabbed my candy bar out of my hand. As I swatted him away I whacked my hand on a tree and fractured three fingers.

I jumped up and grabbed my gear just in time to see this dog running down the trail after me, so I took off running and when I did I stepped into a hole in the ground about knee deep. About that time the dog was on me, but he wasn't biting me, he was licking me. Apparently the dog was happy to see me, so he pee'd on my back while I was trying to get my leg out of the hole.

When I did get my leg out of the hole I noticed something was in the bottom of the hole. Imagine that, there was a coin in the hole!

I pulled the coin out of the hole and started to laugh. That's when I looked over and saw Bonesquat hacking a silver coin with a meat cleaver, so I got the heck outta there as fast as I could.

When I got to my car I looked at the coin, and this is what I found!

maybe someone hasnt taken there meds for a few days:lol: always an interesting read though:D
 
My metal detector was stolen and eaten by a fox.

not so much embarrassing, but very strange.
 
Shoulda have seen what happened to me,

I stepped on a yelow jackets nest, and ran off down a walking trail, smacked into a tree and fell down. Then I started rolling around on the ground and that's when a turkey vulture swooped down and grabbed my candy bar out of my hand. As I swatted him away I whacked my hand on a tree and fractured three fingers.

I jumped up and grabbed my gear just in time to see this dog running down the trail after me, so I took off running and when I did I stepped into a hole in the ground about knee deep. About that time the dog was on me, but he wasn't biting me, he was licking me. Apparently the dog was happy to see me, so he pee'd on my back while I was trying to get my leg out of the hole.

When I did get my leg out of the hole I noticed something was in the bottom of the hole. Imagine that, there was a coin in the hole!

I pulled the coin out of the hole and started to laugh. That's when I looked over and saw Bonesquat hacking a silver coin with a meat cleaver, so I got the heck outta there as fast as I could.

When I got to my car I looked at the coin, and this is what I found!

:laughing: I wouldn't use a meat cleaver! That's going to cause a mess. I use one of these.
 

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Shoulda have seen what happened to me,

I stepped on a yelow jackets nest, and ran off down a walking trail, smacked into a tree and fell down. Then I started rolling around on the ground and that's when a turkey vulture swooped down and grabbed my candy bar out of my hand. As I swatted him away I whacked my hand on a tree and fractured three fingers.

I jumped up and grabbed my gear just in time to see this dog running down the trail after me, so I took off running and when I did I stepped into a hole in the ground about knee deep. About that time the dog was on me, but he wasn't biting me, he was licking me. Apparently the dog was happy to see me, so he pee'd on my back while I was trying to get my leg out of the hole.

When I did get my leg out of the hole I noticed something was in the bottom of the hole. Imagine that, there was a coin in the hole!



This is to dang funny!! I can't stop laughing!!

I pulled the coin out of the hole and started to laugh. That's when I looked over and saw Bonesquat hacking a silver coin with a meat cleaver, so I got the heck outta there as fast as I could.

When I got to my car I looked at the coin, and this is what I found!

This is to dang funny!! I can't stop laughing!! :laughing::laughing::laughing:
 
Shoulda have seen what happened to me,

I stepped on a yelow jackets nest, and ran off down a walking trail, smacked into a tree and fell down. Then I started rolling around on the ground and that's when a turkey vulture swooped down and grabbed my candy bar out of my hand. As I swatted him away I whacked my hand on a tree and fractured three fingers.

I jumped up and grabbed my gear just in time to see this dog running down the trail after me, so I took off running and when I did I stepped into a hole in the ground about knee deep. About that time the dog was on me, but he wasn't biting me, he was licking me. Apparently the dog was happy to see me, so he pee'd on my back while I was trying to get my leg out of the hole.

When I did get my leg out of the hole I noticed something was in the bottom of the hole. Imagine that, there was a coin in the hole!

I pulled the coin out of the hole and started to laugh. That's when I looked over and saw Bonesquat hacking a silver coin with a meat cleaver, so I got the heck outta there as fast as I could.

When I got to my car I looked at the coin, and this is what I found!

Very good point Ozarks!:yes:
 
While trying to get out of hundreds of silkworms hanging from the oak tree I was hunting under, I thrust the tip of my trowel into the screen of my detector:(
 
This weekend I stepped in dog doo...........

Oh man! A few weeks ago I stepped in a pile that so huge it caught both of my boots. This had to be left behind by some kind of like Jurassic Dog! :wow:
You don't realize it at first, but then a terrible smell seems to be following you. Thankfully, I was able to wash of a lot of it at the nearby reservoir.

I once belted myself in the head with my digging shovel. I was detecting along and suddenly a biting insect landed on my forehead. I was carrying the shovel near the shovel end. Bang! At least I didn’t hurt the new shovel. :grin:
 
So how many times have you tasted dead squirrel?

My late uncle was a true Hillbilly from the great state of Tennessee. We would go out every fall to hunt squirrel. He hated when I would shoot the pesky beasts in the head, because he loved to fry them up, crack open their skulls and eat their brains like a walnut.

So yes, I've tasted dead squirrel before but they were fried in a cast iron skillet, not strained from an eagles butt. :laughing:
 
The worst I've done so far is while out hunting this summer, wearing shorts, I got into the habit of sheathing my Lesche in my awesome Bomb 2 holster. I got faster and faster and eventually missed the sheath altogether and buried the point of the Lesche in my right thigh. Having had bypass a few years ago, I've been on blood thinners, so I'm walking back to the car with a stream of blood down my leg, past my knee and soaking into my sock. Looked like an idiot who got shot in the leg. Now I have a little teensy scar to remind me of how cool I am. Not.
 
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