Beaver kills a man. Benny would probably know how to handle himself better than this guy did.
http://news.sky.com/story/1076746/beave ... rus-attack
Always use protection when dealing with strange beavers
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I like the video of the Russian dude!
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An old roommate of mine had a guy that worked on their farm and got attacked by a group of beavers trying to demolish a dam. Messed him up bad, had to go to the hospital and got a bunch of stitches.
Beaver attack? No thank you.
Beaver attack? No thank you.
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Fishing in Alaska there was this beaver that kept swimming right next to us on the bank of a river. Everyone thought it was adorable and thought I was a chicken for getting so antsy when it would get close. But I knew if this thing freaked out, my legs would be like butter compared to the trees he's used to biting through.
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I once "heard" this story that included a hemmed up beaver against the chain link at sardis dam spillway, a very late night, several ole miss studens, much libations and some funny mushrooms. That was one CRAZY beaver!!!!
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Beaver in one form or another have killed a many of men.
Peewee
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I peed my self a little laughing at his statment.
I chose to stand my ground, not out of pure guts and bravery, but more out of massive quantities of liquid courage combined with a complete lack of physical conditioning.
Looking for 2 duck calls from Dominic Serio of Greenwood (ones for Novacaine)
"Most Chesapeakes, unless in agreement that it is his idea, will continually question the validity of what he is being asked to do" - Butch Goodwin
"Most Chesapeakes, unless in agreement that it is his idea, will continually question the validity of what he is being asked to do" - Butch Goodwin
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peewee wrote:Beaver in one form or another have killed a many of men.
It is the leading cause of death for men everywhere. Best time to deer hunt = during the rut, best time to turkey hunt = during the spring....
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When my brother and I were kids we would bust their dams to increase the area to mud ride. We would catch the younger ones and bring home to play with and go release them back at night. It is a wonder we didn't get bitten as much as we messed with them.
I got a picture of us holding them I need to try to find.
I got a picture of us holding them I need to try to find.
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This thread brought back a lot of bad memories. I went back and found one of my old posts, my hands were trembling so bad I could barely copy and paste it here.
One day at an impressionable age in life I saw a beaver tear the beJesus out of a coondog on the banks of Eagle Lake. This one event has stuck with me throughout my adult life and caused me to have great fear and respect for beavers while in their habitat. With that little bit of background I submit this to you:
I will try to recreate the situation as best I can. The event was so traumatizing that my mind's defense mechanism kicked and the the exact details are kind of foggy...
Remember how I told you I bore witness to a beaver attack at an impressionable age? Well, try to use that as a frame of reference so you'll know what my mindset was at the time. Myself and two other members of this board that I shall call "John" and "Bob" were hunting one morning when the following happened. "John", "Bob", and I were hugged up to some cypress trees in Boat Slough with water about halfway between my knees and waist (about level with my Junk.) These were perfect cypress trees for duck hunting. The kind with branches that start about 6 feet above the water and provide perfect cover. It was about 7:30, a little while after that initial flight of wood ducks and gadwalls came through. The woods were starting to come alive, squirrels scurrying about, birds chirping, hawks flying overhead. That is when we saw IT. About 30 yards out front, coming from our port side was a beaver. My mind's eye immediately flashed to the coondog/beaver attack. Sweat started to bead up on my forehead even though the ambient temperature was only 30 degrees. "Bob" decided the 5 woodducks and 9 gadwalls we had in the canoe were not enough. You know the type of things guys talk about while hunting, "Bob" had beaver on his mind and he would not be deterred. His initial volley injured the beaver and caused it to swim around in circles. It was about this time that "John" decided he didn't want to be left out. "John" fired a round of #4 Drylocks and caused to beaver to dive. I was on edge with anxiety for about 10 minutes after the beaver dove. After this time I began to become a little more rational and I let my guard down. Big Mistake. Now I don't know if all beavers can sense fear, or just this particular one, but I firmly believe there was something supernatural at work that day in Boat Slough. Just as I started to calm down and the conversation returned to things other than the matter at hand, it happened. At first it felt like a little bit of pressure on the inside of my left thigh, then it rammed me a little harder. I looked down only to discover an injured, pissed off, bleeding beaver right at crotch level. Remember those limbs six feet above the water? Well I did. I don't know how I ended up in them as the tree was slick all the way up to them. Somehow while wearing waders and standing in three and one-half feet of water I still managed to reach them. I have since heard of mere teenagers lifting stalled cars off of railroad tracks in order to save the occupants. This is the only thing that can come close to comparing jumping flat-footed, out of 3 feet of water, while wearing waders in order to reach something that far above your head. To this day I don't exactly remember what happened after that other than "John" and "Bob" having to get the decoys themselves and then paddling the canoe under the tree so I could drop out of the branches into it. I still can't drive past Boat Slough without getting a little nauseous.
One day at an impressionable age in life I saw a beaver tear the beJesus out of a coondog on the banks of Eagle Lake. This one event has stuck with me throughout my adult life and caused me to have great fear and respect for beavers while in their habitat. With that little bit of background I submit this to you:
I will try to recreate the situation as best I can. The event was so traumatizing that my mind's defense mechanism kicked and the the exact details are kind of foggy...
Remember how I told you I bore witness to a beaver attack at an impressionable age? Well, try to use that as a frame of reference so you'll know what my mindset was at the time. Myself and two other members of this board that I shall call "John" and "Bob" were hunting one morning when the following happened. "John", "Bob", and I were hugged up to some cypress trees in Boat Slough with water about halfway between my knees and waist (about level with my Junk.) These were perfect cypress trees for duck hunting. The kind with branches that start about 6 feet above the water and provide perfect cover. It was about 7:30, a little while after that initial flight of wood ducks and gadwalls came through. The woods were starting to come alive, squirrels scurrying about, birds chirping, hawks flying overhead. That is when we saw IT. About 30 yards out front, coming from our port side was a beaver. My mind's eye immediately flashed to the coondog/beaver attack. Sweat started to bead up on my forehead even though the ambient temperature was only 30 degrees. "Bob" decided the 5 woodducks and 9 gadwalls we had in the canoe were not enough. You know the type of things guys talk about while hunting, "Bob" had beaver on his mind and he would not be deterred. His initial volley injured the beaver and caused it to swim around in circles. It was about this time that "John" decided he didn't want to be left out. "John" fired a round of #4 Drylocks and caused to beaver to dive. I was on edge with anxiety for about 10 minutes after the beaver dove. After this time I began to become a little more rational and I let my guard down. Big Mistake. Now I don't know if all beavers can sense fear, or just this particular one, but I firmly believe there was something supernatural at work that day in Boat Slough. Just as I started to calm down and the conversation returned to things other than the matter at hand, it happened. At first it felt like a little bit of pressure on the inside of my left thigh, then it rammed me a little harder. I looked down only to discover an injured, pissed off, bleeding beaver right at crotch level. Remember those limbs six feet above the water? Well I did. I don't know how I ended up in them as the tree was slick all the way up to them. Somehow while wearing waders and standing in three and one-half feet of water I still managed to reach them. I have since heard of mere teenagers lifting stalled cars off of railroad tracks in order to save the occupants. This is the only thing that can come close to comparing jumping flat-footed, out of 3 feet of water, while wearing waders in order to reach something that far above your head. To this day I don't exactly remember what happened after that other than "John" and "Bob" having to get the decoys themselves and then paddling the canoe under the tree so I could drop out of the branches into it. I still can't drive past Boat Slough without getting a little nauseous.
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I didn't pull of any superhuman jumping skills but at 6'1 and 235 lbs I did manage to curl up in the fetal position in mid air because of a beaver.
One morning while deer hunting I was easing around a pond to get too the levee to hunt the
Back side of it and just happened to come up on a huge beaver run and after deciding "well it's really cold this morning I'm sure he is in the deep water to stay warm" crossed my mind I stepped across with one foot only to realize he was in his house and now wanted to go for a swim and all I remember was him coming out between my legs and my feet landing back on the ground
One morning while deer hunting I was easing around a pond to get too the levee to hunt the
Back side of it and just happened to come up on a huge beaver run and after deciding "well it's really cold this morning I'm sure he is in the deep water to stay warm" crossed my mind I stepped across with one foot only to realize he was in his house and now wanted to go for a swim and all I remember was him coming out between my legs and my feet landing back on the ground
I might lose a job or a woman, but i will never lose hunting.
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