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Not going to make a living off of it, but it was cool to find a faded $ bill stuck in a tumbleweed while dove hunting today. What odd things have you guys found while afield?IMG]http://i.imgur.com/qSu1yXg.jpg

I found a one dollar bill while hunting in the U.P. for grouse one year. I keep it in my hunting vest to measure woodcock beaks to determine sex, and to remember that day hunting when I found it.
Karl

A meth lab in Pine County, MN. Phoned the sheriff when I got back to town and he said I was lucky to be alive. Same part of the world, discovered a jet ski on a trailer in truly the middle of the woods. The perps moved it between me phoning the sheriff, and him getting out there to look, perhaps 1/2 hour of time.

Best,
Ted

Lots of moonshine stills on the little branches and creeks I used to hunt squirrels on when I was a kid. Haven't found one in 40 years, at least.

Lots of little graveyards, while quail hunting. Everybody knows there is a covey of birds that hangs around close to an old graveyard, known as the "graveyard covey". And, that if you can kill a rabbit there you are in luck, because there's absolutely nothing as lucky as the left hind foot of a graveyard rabbit.

The brass shell heads of very old 12 ga. hulls of the shells that my Grandaddy used in these fields some 80-90 yrs. ago. My favorites are the "New Club(s)". He told me about them. When I find one I imagine him shooting a covey rise at that exact spot.

A petrified sand dollar that I found while hunkered down beside a pond waiting for ducks, as a young man. Evidence that the oceans covered this area where I live many eons ago.

I'd better quit. I don't want to monopolize the thread.

SRH

12brd,

Did you look around to see if there were more of those one dollar bills in the area, or some 5's, or 10's?

That would be rewarding hunting.

Jolly

I found a knife I dropped the year before.

While hunting, a LL Bean watch with a broken watch strap. Bought a new strap and wore if for several years.

Biggest find in the woods was a five acre marijuana field in the woods of a farm I bought in 2000. Called the Sheriffs office and they told me they were very busy, just cut it down and pour gas over it, then strike a match. When I explained it was hundreds of plants they got the message. Showed up at the farm with TV crews for a photo event. Election year. Lying Sheriff said his helicopter crew spotted the field from the air. Never voted for that bastard. Took them two days to cut it down. They did not even post a guard that night.

Found out later the farmer renting the farm went in that night and cut a pickup load then stashed it in the tobacco barn. That load I did pour diesel fuel over and burn about a week later when I found it. Fool thought he could sell it for a hundred grand. I figured his first sale would be to a undercover agent. His nephew sold some to one a few years later and ended up doing about five year in prison. Most likely his nephew was the person who was growing it there. the farmer claimed until his dying day he was not the one.

for 12brd

Once found a really nice Indian arrowhead while taking a lunch break at the edge of a field while pheasant hunting.

Another time, I found an old Huebner Toledo Breweries Company beer bottle in a bottle dump while deer hunting. Embossed into the blue-green glass was the words "Pure and Without Drugs or Poison"

Those are good qualities for any beer.

Mr. Sniffle'bean did you ever get yourself tested for crystal meth exposure ?

yOu should.

Hey KY I found where a fellow hunter took a dump does that count...

I'd rather find an arrowhead than a $20 bill while hunting. I've found a handful of points while turkey hunting. Thousands of years later the same woods are still being hunted for game. While fishing, I once found a piece of an engine cowling of an OV 10 Bronco deep in the marsh. The plane had crashed 25 years earlier. Not too far away from that crash, folks are still looking for the lost nuclear bomb that fell out of a bomber in 1958 near Tybee Island. A mid-air collision between an F-86 and B-47 knocked loose a 7800 lb. Mark 15 nuclear bomb that was never recovered.

I was hunting quail on my friend's farm in the rough area one day. Just me and the lab. I was heading up thru some sage and I spotted a recoil pad. I picked it up and I immediately identified it as having come from a 1960s Browning Superposed 20g I had sold my brother-in-law. It must have fallen off earlier that season when he was there. I returned it to him.

How do you loose a recoil pad ?

Did you return it to the illegal alien that lost it ?

About 1985 while hunting deer with my son on a ranch in the Snowies, we found the remains of an automatic fly reel lying in the hay field. As a kid I used to help with haying there, and after long days and big dinners, the two brothers and I would go out to fish in the dark for big brookies in the beaver dams. One night my reel got hopelessly snarled for the the final time. In frustration I took it off my rod and flung it out in the dark. To come across it again nearly 30 years later brought back some good memories. I left it there.

jOe, I had a pad shoot right off a 12ga Citori I was using in Argentina once. Screws just pulled out of the wood from all the shooting...Geo

Found a beautiful chert arrowhead while dove shooting near the Apalachee River in Oconee County, GA. Found my leather handled Marble's knife along a creek bank behind my home in Watkinsville, GA; it had been lost 15 years or so earlier by one of my sons. It did not survive in good condition. And I've found other interesting things; but the strangest was a murder scene in Oglethorpe County, GA while deer hunting near an abandoned rock quarry. Don't know if the actual murder occurred there, or elsewhere; but the woman's body had been dumped into the huge water filled pit on that property. I've no idea if her murder was ever solved.

I've found that I can get lost pretty easy!

Oh yeah....I did find a Model T half buried into a pond dam on an Amish farm......half of it was good....not even a bullet hole....the buried half was gone.

I found a pair of Ray Ban's on a rock in northern Canada while trout fishing a creek that my party paid a lot of money to get to by float plane that the guide swore had never been fished in modern times or ever by a white man as far as he knew.

Fishing still was phenomenal.

Not hunting, but while on a fishing trip in Canada my brother found a bamboo fly rod with reel still in a canvas case and a Marble's leather handled hunting knife with about a 5" blade with no sheath. All I can figure is that somebody portaging from one lake to another dropped them and never went back to pick them up.

While fishing on a hot day I found a Michelobe at the bottom of a pool.
With a screw top

While on the way to hunt I stopped along a very lonely stretch of highway to relieve myself. Looked down and found a sunglass case with an expensive set inside and a 5 dollar bill. I looked around and for the life of me couldn't figure out why anyone else would have stopped at that exact spot.

While on a quail hunt in the desert a friend and I walked away from the car for about a half hour. On the way back , in belt deep brush near the car , my friend yelled that he'd found a billfold. Seconds later, he yelled, "and it's mine". It had apparently been lost as we started the hunt, unknown to him.

My best was Idaho in the late 1970's. My buddy (Tim) and I would hunt jack rabbits during the peak of the infestation.
The next day Tim called and said he couldn't find his wallet. It had a photo of his late mother, Navy ID card, etc, and he was pretty torn up.
We had 12 hour shifts at INEL. Before we could go out into the prairie sage fields and retrace our hunting path near Pingree, the area suffered a wild fire. The fire scorched everything.
None the less, we went out and retraced our steps. I stopped the Jeep and said, "This is the spot we stopped last week."
I opened the door, looked down and there was the wallet. It was sitting on ash, slightly singed.
Luckiest day of my life.

All Best,

Joe

I found found a number of items in just the last few years. A CRT folding knife while hunting grouse on the Kiabab where a bison had been butchered. A cool white arrow head as well as a Metate and mano both found while out quail hunting. A vintage WWII era milk bottle from a local long gone dairy. Had a bust of a pilot painted on it.
Neatest thing I found was an old Winchester stock and a set of Leg irons. Found in the Chiricahua mountains in 1977. I worked for a Dr Finley Russell while going to college. I would drive to his place in Portal AZ on Friday night and stay until Sunday afternoon. I would always Roam around after work on Saturday in the mountains looking for artifacts and such. One late afternoon I looked down to see what appeared to be a piece of wood although 2/3 buried looked like a stock. I dug it out. At the same time looking around I found a piece of chain digging it out and found the hand made leg irons. The stock I gave to Dr Russell I still have the irons. I looked around and did not find anything else except some purple glass.

Best find was my truck keys in the woods. I had lost them hunting woodcock and found them in a thicket of rivercane 200 yards from my truck. I was back at the truck by the time I realized they were gone. I was miles from the nearest house or blacktop in the middle of a large river swamp. It changed my approach to carrying truck keys while hunting.

Once my Wife & I were visiting her father in Southern IL. We had gone down to the Ohio River where he trot lined. On one of the runnings of a line, a hook came up with a Condum hanging on it. As he shook it off he commented: "I didn't know Catfish used these".

On one rabbit hunt, my Father & I were on, not far from home, we found a Whole Passel of old abandoned Moonshine Still sights. Pretty sure I knew the man who had Fired them, but by that time he was either disabled or deceased, forget for sure which. Even if I were a drinker, I would have been tee-totally afraid to touch a thing he had made. Not that I think he did anything intentionally to hurt anyone, he drank the stuff himself, but highly suspect he used old radiators etc for distilling. His shine no doubt was loaded with lead.

"Once my Wife & I were visiting her father in Southern IL. We had gone down to the Ohio River where he trot lined. On one of the runnings of a line, a hook came up with a Condum hanging on it. As he shook it off he commented: "I didn't know Catfish used these"."

We called them "Coney Island Whitefish" When I was a kid.

I caught a mussle on a spinner bait...talk about slow retrieve.

Found an 870 shotgun laying in the grass in the middle of the road on a WMA...asked a few days later at the office no one asked about. It had been there a while because it had a coat of red rust all over it....the rust buffed right off with some 0000 steel wool and oil and I replaced the stock...

Now its my official greeter gun.

While hunting in South Dakota in December a few years back, my brother dropped a bank envelope with all our trip cash in a marsh way to heck and gone on a private farm. No snow that trip.

The next year we were hunting the same farm and the owner asked us if we had lost anything the year before.

Seems his lab brought it back to the house in the spring of the following year. He brought it to the sheriff station in town.

After he asked us to describe it, he gave it back, with ALL the $$ still in it.// Nice

Probably dumped by some thug after he stole it from someone else. As a sow's ear, it suits you well.

I need one of your green rubber duckies to go with it.

You will have to find your own. You can't afford mine.

I'm a Trump supporter I don't need one...

While hunting Alaska found the bones of a Wooly Mamath being exposed from the permafrost. Told the university of Alaska gave the GPS location and got a letter thanking me.

Wow! That makes my petrified sand dollar seem like small potatoes.

SRH

Possum jockey found a still sight about 100 yards from the property line I deer hunted on...told me the mash barrels were buried in the ground and each one had a car battery in it...I'd heard of people doing that but never met anyone that saw it first hand.

Brought in an explosive guy and blew them up...hate I missed it.

I was grouse hunting a draw with my father in law and noticed a shiny object lodged in a bush. As I reached down to pick up what I believed to be trash, two grouse flew out of the bush and exited stage left. The object was a silver balloon released by a second grade elementary school class in eastern Tennessee. I calculated from the address that the balloon had traveled 300 miles over the Appalachian Mountains to land in our bush Western North Carolina. At the time, my daughter was in the second grade, and she composed a Polite response letter To which we received no reply.

A bit off-topic--I was elk hunting in the mountains west of Evergreen, Colorado, 35 or 40 years ago and came across the remains of a small, single-engine airplane scattered over the mountainside in heavy timber at about 8500 feet, mostly aluminum painted yellow, none larger than a car door. When I got back to Denver, I called the NTSB. They said the accident had occurred years before and they were aware of the wreckage, but could tell me nothing else.

I've heard of that, too, but've never seen it either. Some of the barrels must've been empty for him to see the batteries. One thing I can't figure out tho', what is a "possum jockey". Coon hunter?

SRH

I meant Possum cop = Game Warden.