Favorite Pasttime while camping

[goldenboy]

Here we go folks, the year is winding down into the most colorful season of the year and hunting season is just around the corner. Lets tell some of the stories that we usually tell around the campfire or deer camp and maybe some of the pasttimes we cherish from time long past. I belong to a younger generation in society and hope to see some great stories from many moons ago.

[naturalelite]

I love camping with my father and his brothers. Hear stories all the time but the best one I ever heard. My dad and one of his brothers were coon hunting one night and the dogs treed a possem. instead of killing it they had the bright idea of catching it and teaching the dogs it wasn't right to tree a possem. well they did catch it and carried all the way back to the bronco. My uncle was driving so my dad was holding the possem in the bronco. They went a few miles when my dad had realized that he no longer had the possem his hand had went to sleep and he had let go of it. He told my uncle this while he was driving down the road and he said the next thing he saw was his brother rolling down the road he had jumped out of the truck with it moving.I laughed so hard I thought I was going to get sick when he told me this one..We don't do it as much as we used to but man I love sitting around the camp fire hearing them talk......cudos to you for bringing back some good memories!!!!

[hunter115]

Sitting around the campfire listening to all the stories and spending time away from work with my friends as we prepare for the upcoming hunts.

[WBBP]

One story I can tell you not to tell is one that involves your pasts conquests.

Many years ago, several of us rented a houseboat on a deep lake*. There were several kegs and cases of cold drink for the stay there. Late one night after several rounds (I did not drink then), several of the guys began to tell about some of their past love lives. The longer it went on, the more recent the stories became until finally several of the participants discussed current "issues".....

After more drinking, one participant looked to the guy next to him and thanked him for "all" he had given to him. The guy was so drunk that he didn't realize that the other guy was thanking him for his "wife" and he replied your welcome. :eek:

The week ended peacefully. The next week, one of the participants attended a religous meeting in Memphis and after his return decided that he should tell his wife every story he had heard on the boat that week. Once the wife heard the stories, she decided in turn to discuss this with some other wives. To summarize, all hell broke loose for several individuals and we have never been on another houseboat since. I still kid some of the participants about if they want to go on another houseboat trip. BTW, I was in no trouble because I follow the golden rule of camping. Keep your mouth shut and what happens at camp stays at camp. :D

K

[Jblack]

One story I can tell you not to tell is one that involves your pasts conquests.
BTW, I was in no trouble because I follow the golden rule of camping. Keep your mouth shut and what happens at camp stays at camp. :D

K


that's my wifes brother's exact quote
"what happens at ????? stays at ?????"
we use this whenever we go camping, 4 wheeling or whatever we do.

Now, about drunks
they always say exactly what's on their mind and tell exactly how they really feel about a subject,
DRUNKS = truthful bunch of people

[corndogggy]

My favorite pasttime while camping is to bring a bunch of old paper that needs to be shredded or an old phone book, then I get buzzed up on some beer then wad up the paper and play basketball with it in the fire. :D Sounds dumb I know but this happened by accident once and we wasted the night away like that.

One time me and my buddies were camping and drinking, it was right after September 11. Well, out of nowhere, this unmarked black helicopter like you would see on the X-files comes out of nowhere and starts spotlighting everything. He didn't stay long the first time, but then it left and came back but was closer and hung out for awhile. This guy with us just lost it. He starts running at it shaking his fist and yelling TALLLY-BANN SUMBITCHES!!! All you could do was just crack up at the sight. Apparently he thought the Taliban had crossed the ocean to attack some campers in Kentucky. :)

Another time we tried to go to sleep one night, but this raccoon kept messing with us. We'd almost be to sleep but then this coon would come out of the woods and start munching on some chips we left out, sounded just like a person. At the time we didn't have enough sense to realize it was a raccoon until after awhile when we finally caught it. Well the next night came around and we were in rougher shape than the night before. We went somewhere then when we came back, there was this coon by our tent. Another buddy of mine just lost it, starting yelling IT'S A RACOOOOOOON! We were like, yeah, so? BUT IT'S A RACCCOOOOOOON!!! So what do you want to do about it? LET'S CHASE IT THROUGH THE WOOOOOOODS!

Fun times. :D