What is the scariest thing while hunting?

[Hardcase]

What is the scariest thing that ever happend to you while hunting?

I guess mine is walking to the stand and hearing growling from both sides! It was pitch dark, and no light!

[broncbuster2]

A slip and near fall while climbing down from my treestand.
It wasn't all that high when I slipped but it sure woke me up.

[mjedens]

When I was 13, I was hunting in the Mt. Shasta area of nothren California with my Dad. We had started a drive up this clea cut, about 150 yards apart. Dad was up in the woods and I was at the far edge of this clear cut. I stoped and sat on a large stump just below a game trail to take a drink from my canteen. I noticed movement just to my left, and it was a very large timber wolf. Not a cyote, but a big gray timber wolf. Well he saw me about the same time and he hunkered down and the hair on his back and neck raised up and he started growling and showing his teeth at me I just knew that he was going to jump the 10 feet that he was above me , on me. Well to tell you the truth my hair raised up on my head also. I droped my canteen and swang my old trusty 7.56 Russian Rifle on him and shot from my lap. He was so close to me when the shot struck him it knocked him back about 6 or 8 feet. It was a good shot and hit him just behind the frount shoulder and came out his back on the other side. I was still setting on that stump when Dad came over and ask me what I shot. I told him several times a wolf awolf. He didn't belive me till he saw it for his self. We took his tail and Dad taned the hide and we wore it on our raido antena of our pickup truck for several years. MJEdens

[hunterdude58]

was bow hunting and stepped up on a fence post to get to the first limb of the tree. then climbed up several more before i moved to the trunk and on up to my stand (I was a lot younger then). had a bobcat climb the tree about 30 min. later. when he got to where i had touched the trunk he stopped and started hissing. the hair on his neck stood up and the hair on my neck stood up. this was not going to be a fair fight because he had teeth and claws. all i had was a bow & arrow and a knife. luckly he climbed back down

[gd3006]

Hmmm... this is gonna sound goofy, but I have to say riding a mule along a VERY NARROW trail on the top of a shale chute that was at least 75 degrees down (maybe 80 - too steep for comfort). We were heading to the backside of an area where we'd heard some elk, and I really couldn't look down the hill (much less grab my camera...). Had one hand on the saddle horn and one on the back of the saddle. Then, the #@^%& mule decides to take the "road less traveled" as the trail dips a little, and when he gets about 10 feet above the trail decides to drop back down to the trail. I thought I was a dead man. IF I'd have had a gun, the first passable place would have been death for Bill the Mule. He may have trusted himself, but I sure didn't. Yikes.