Your Favorite Outdoorsman Quote?

I have more than a few. But one that will be in my memory forever is:

A buddy and I were in Colorado Archery Elk Hunting and we were singing back n forth with a bull. We were working on this for an hour when we finally reach the crest of one of the mountains. As we take a break he notices something shiny in the forest. We walk up to it and it’s a helium birthday balloon that had landed there (keep in mind we’re in the middle of nowhere). He looks at it and said

“Wow, this is where all the balloons land”
And I think he was kind of serious.
It was awesome

I have a bunch more, and a lot from fishing times. What’s yours?

I took my little cousin, 5 years old at the time, to do a little early morning crappie fishing. We got to the lake an hour before dark. I looked out the window of the portable and said, “Looks like it could be cloudy today”. He responds, “Is that good?” I said, “It could mean falling pressure. We will have to wait and see. Then about ten minutes, I said “THe suns coming up in the east now”.

His reply, “Is that good?” Never laughed so hard in my entire life

Or, whenever the fish start to bite, “NOW were cookin’ with Crisco!!!!”

If God didn’t want us to eat animals, why did he make them out of meat?

“Get-N-Any?”

By my Dad.—If you are going to catch fish, you are going to get snagged.

Driving down the road in SD, it’s snowing pretty good. We are road hunting pheasants on our to way my cousin’s farm. The guy in the passenger seat says, “STOP, I think I just saw a wolf!!” I jam on the breaks and hit reverse. We roll back up to the “wolf” to find a little mule deer buck standing under an evergreen. Laughs ensued. About 10 miles down the road, I spot about 20 head of mule deer bedded in the stubble field to our left. I exclaimed, “Holy S___t, look at that pack of wolves!” The laughs started again.

Started by my father and now a running tradition. One day out on the pond i couldnt hook a fish to save my life. He proceeded to tell me that “Charles you dont have to wave quite so often, Im right here”.
Now its a running quote with him and my friends whenever someone misses a fish.

Bob…..is that with one “O” or two!

Just last weekend- I had just finished pounding about 35-40 holes out in no-mans land, there was not a single person within 500 yards or better. I just started to hop holes and a big silver dodge pulls up not 10 feet from where I was sitting on the ice, gets out of his truck and starts to fish in the holes I had just drilled, leaving me for a loss of words and not wanting to start a pissing match with a idiot, I just kept my mouth shut. 5 minutes later this guy comes over and asks me “hows fishing”? I looked up and said I just got done drilling holes, to which he says “Oh, you drilled all these holes”

Some people never get it, do they

“What’s the limit on muskies on this lake, I got a big one in the live well, it’s about 42 inches” Thanks for the chuckles Mr. Crestliner

When my son AJ was 8 I took him along on a post season deer scouting outing when I came upon a large rub line heading into our swamp, It went on for about 50 yards. So seeing this as a “Teachable Moment” I asked him “What does this line of rubs on this side of the trees tell you?” He looks at them for a while, scratches his head and says “That deer must have been really mad at these trees!”

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“What does this line of rubs on this side of the trees tell you?” He looks at them for a while, scratches his head and says “That deer must have been really mad at these trees!”

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Well, he was partly right correct!

Years ago a bunch of us were out mushroom hunting, one friend brought his 5 year old son along, we were walking a tree line and his boy was in front of me. About half way down the tree line a hen turkey jumped up running, not 10 feet in front of the kid, he jumped about 6 foot in the air, turned around to me and says “Did you see the size of that f—–g chicken”

Ed

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“What does this line of rubs on this side of the trees tell you?” He looks at them for a while, scratches his head and says “That deer must have been really mad at these trees!”

Well, he was partly right correct!

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Years ago, out fishing with my wife and my buddy Steve. He managed to bounce a lure (A Johnson Silver Minnow) off my wife’s hat three times in one afternoon. After the third time she really gave him heck. He replied “I don’t know what you’re so upset about. It’s weedless “.

I thought it was pretty funny even if she didn’t.

Rootski

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he jumped about 6 foot in the air, turned around to me and says “Did you see the size of that f—–g chicken”

Ed

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OH MAN! THat’s good!

Fishing the river several years back with a buddy, several other boats fishing an area, its very quiet. A guy comes flying up the river stops in fast current, makes one pitch with crankbait, snagged, broke off. Sets to retie, by this time he is a quarter mile down river. Flys back to the other bank, one cast, snagged, broke off.

Screams “OH, COME ON” loud as he**, everyone heard it. Been a running joke ever since.

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“Did you see the size of that f—–g chicken”

Ed

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– Oh this is going to be a good thread.

I can’t think of any belly busters now, but one of my favorites is, “That’s why it’s called fishing, not cathching”. I hear it from the better half about every damn time I come through the door back from fishing.

How about a woman quote….

I am taking a party grouse hunting followed by a banquent and our hunting party has a well known woman – attractive and a pretty good grouse hunter, in it.

When you run thru the woods, you often can’t see each other so you yell at the flush “grouse” or “woodcock” depending on the bird, as a courtesy to your hunting party. Maybe they can get a shot that you cannot.

So, we are back at the dinner banquet, have drinks and Woman, who shall remain nameless, begins talking about a particular flush and shot by yours truly… She says that I saw the flush and yelled “Wood” and before I could get the “cock” out of my mouth the birds were down.

You could hear a pin drop at our table and then a fabulous roar of laughter. We still get to giggle about that that night and the wonderful shade of crimson that fell over our lady hunter.

It was awesome!

Dog

crane lake fishing with my brother, breeze was blowing pretty good, boat controle was a little work. i kid you not these are the words that came out of my brothers mouth.
“boy if it wasn’t so windy it’d be nice and calm out”
needless to say this quote lives on

In High School i was wading the Mississippi with a buddy chasing smallies. Two things happened on this trip. The first was that i introduced my dog that day to her own floating/neoprene vest. Needless to say once she could figure out that she was able to float easily, it seemed she would get out in the current and just float downstream, with not a care in the world.

Well the one time she got a ways down and we decided to get down that way but the current seem looked to be a little deeper that we had to cross…i asked tony, how does it look and hes like “oh its shallow”. Two steps into it im not touching bottom, trying to hang onto my loomis and grab tackle boxes that were floating. To this day if anyone asks if its deep, the standard reply is “nah you can make that fine”

My boy Cam was 6. Just started throwing a rubber frog pretty well. We are back in a big, moss choked bay throwing for pike. Just when Cam starts to pull the frog into the boat, a huge gator rolls like a serpent and misses the bait. Cams eyes are huge, I tell him to toss right back to that pike. Cam gets ready, pauses, sets his pole down with shaking arms and legs and says, “I don’t want him”!

One more, ………my youngest, Jack, spent a fall afternoon with his grandpa and myself. After a great day and getting back to the ramp, we then noticed that our live well with crappies and gills was completly empty. Here, as fast as Dad and I were catching, Jack was releasing.
Grandpa then asks, “why did you throw back our fish Jack?” Jacks reply was one for the books…………”I like to watch em swim Grammpa.”

After a few moments Dad tossles Jacks hair and says, “you know what, so do I Jack.”

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My boy Cam was 6. Just started throwing a rubber frog pretty well. We are back in a big, moss choked bay throwing for pike. Just when Cam starts to pull the frog into the boat, a huge gator rolls like a serpent and misses the bait. Cams eyes are huge, I tell him to toss right back to that pike. Cam gets ready, pauses, sets his pole down with shaking arms and legs and says, “I don’t want him”!

One more, ………my youngest, Jack, spent a fall afternoon with his grandpa and myself. After a great day and getting back to the ramp, we then noticed that our live well with crappies and gills was completly empty. Here, as fast as Dad and I were catching, Jack was releasing.
Grandpa then asks, “why did you throw back our fish Jack?” Jacks reply was one for the books…………”I like to watch em swim Grammpa.”

After a few moments Dad tossles Jacks hair and says, “you know what, so do I Jack.”

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Perfect!!!!!

Fishing with my brother many years ago. Wind was bad and boat control was impossible. I kept riding his butt about not being set right. He looks up at me and scream “What do you think I am, the G)* Da*& boat fairy”

I fell off my chair laughing

While cautiously driving through some dangerous mountain switchback roads my daughter says, ”If we go any slower we will be going backwards”.

(Quote…..”Did you see the size of that f—–g chicken”

Many many years and canoe trips ago, my brother and I were paddling with our sons together for the first time. As you might know, it was a miserable day. Windy, cold, raining, bad portages etc etc. My nephews rain coat had torn open with-in 5 mins of getting in the canoe that morning. My brother and I looked at each other with concern that we had just ruined our sons for any further tripping. We just pull up to a portage and I step out and BAM, down I go. My son smiles and says “It’s all just part of the wilderness experience Dad” (of course I had used those words many times). We say that on EVERY trip we take now. The good news, they both went back for many more trips and when he returns from Korea in Dec we will head up for a dog-sled trip we have talked about for years.

Fishing on Mille Lacs in 02 with my dad, and I had been out catching him at a rate of about 5 to 1 all day. I could see he was getting more and more irritated as the day went on. When I set the hook on my 29th walleye my dad came out with “Well aren’t you just the F%^$ing walleye guru today” I remember that year that of the first 75 eyes I caught that year 2 fish were in the slot, and the vast majority were overs.

What the HE@@’s goin on out there? By the late,great,Vince Lombardi. He was outdoors when he said it.

My brother in law has two sayings I hear nearly every time I fish with him. He tends to be challenged at times in the “focus” department, and after I am up several fish on him, he begins with either of “What am I, an orpan?” or “I haven’t had a bite since the eigth grade picnic”.

These have since become standard banter in my boat!