Cold Stories? How cold have you been????

[doghunter101]

Ok whats the coldest weather you have ever hunted in? My coldest experience while hunting wasnt with deer hunting but it was still without a dought, the coldest I have ever been.... It was last January or Febuary dont remember which and it was perty close to the last weekend of duck season and just about everything else was out of season. Therfore me and my bro intended to duck hunt the following morning. Well we loaded up the decoys and shotguns and headed to the ponds. It was before daylight and the thermometer on the truck said 17degrees and I have since decided that is way to cold I will hunt from my truck when its that cold....
Well Dad tried to tell me not to go but I was hardheaded and went neways figuring heck Ill get out the wind and it wont be so bad and I was dressed so thick I looked like a friggin Eskimo with armfulls of decoys and a shotgun lol. We slid the boat off in the front pond and broke ice with it and I was already starting to regret my decision to go hunting. I paddled out to where I wanted to be and then tried pulling the boat up on the little island to hide it which in turn didnt work out due to the ice and rubber boots dont mix. Thank god the ice didnt cut my boot or I wouldve been scrued for shore but I got out and pulled the boat up as far as I could. Then I threw some decoys out only for them to bounce across the ice. Well I said heck with it and loaded my shotgun and waited for daylight. It was definitley cold no dought and as the sun come up we welcomed it to melt the ice and our hands. Only shot two ducks and when I shucked my 870 ice flew off it. Soon we got tired of it and we called Dad to come pick us up. Here where it got bad. I was picking up decoys and my hands got soaked. I took the gloves off and it was so cold it felt like I was short of breathe so I just sat down and waited. Before long Dad pulled up and he said I was on the verge of frost bite and we thought about going to the hospital instead of the truckstop to get coffee. I said "naw Ill be ok" so we cranked the heaters on full blast and it hurt to hold them on the heat so I just layed down on my hands and eventually they got warm enough to move so I went in the store and got some coffee and it got better as the day went on. That was without a dought as cold as I have ever been. DANG my hands hurt just thinking about it. You fellas can bet if it is below freezing I will be hunting from my truck with the heaters on.... Lets here some of your finger hurtin frostbit cold as heck finger stories....

[Gunslinger]

This one is easy!It wasn't the coldest day I ever hunted but it was the coldest I ever got.We were hunting behind my father-in-laws house.I was around 22 years old still young enough to do things I knew better than to do.We walk in there were know roads back in there.And when the dogs ran a old big doe by me on the edge of a thicket.I filled her full of holes.When I got to her she was down and I thought she was dead.But when the dogs got there and grabbed her.She came up and all most ran over me.My dad,father-in-law and brother-in -law was there by then.I had a easy shot on her but my gun was empty.My dad said I'm to old to run go get her.And handed me his rifle.I ran down the tree line to the creek and when I toped the levee.I saw her swimming in the creek with a dog on both sides of her making her swim circles.I ran down to where they were.The dogs were swimming for the bank by then it was 20 degrees that day for a high.The dogs were out of the way so I head shot the doe to get it over with.By the time the others got there I was standing on the bank looking at this doe floating in the middle of the creek.with two ice covered dogs beside me.And my dad said its a shame all that meat is going to waste.I said no its not I killed it and I'll get it out.He said how?And I told him there is only one way I can think of.And I started taking my boots off.They started trying to talk me out of it.But I was young and hard headed.I pulled my coveralls and most of my clothes off.Everyone walked down the bank to where I was by then.I told them when I get it to the bank will y'all help me get it out of the water.They said ya but your not going to be able to stand that water long enough to get it to the bank just leave it.I stepped into the water and jumped back it was like pins sticking in my foot.I thought for a second and now it was a matter of pride!I took two steps and dove in head first.And them two crazy hounds followed me!I got to the deer OK but it was starting to get to me about half way back to the bank.My father-in-law waded out knee deep and was trying to help me get the deer.And I crawled on the bank.And started pulling the wet clothes off. And my wifes brother-in-law was there by then.He said you better get your dry clothes on your turning blue.I got my dry clothes on and had to have help getting up the levee.And on the walk back to the truck I went from being as cold as I had ever been to burning up.I was so hot it felt like my skin was burning.That was the coldest I have ever been.The next time I had to shoot a deer around a creek I waited until it was on the other side.

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