Author Topic: Killer Coon. (Read 2008 times)

Red Neck64 · « **on:** February 19, 2004, 04:02:16 PM »

It was a vary ice cold winter morning.I was meat hunting small game,when I looked up into the trees.What I thought to be a bee hive in the limbs,turned out to be a huge coon,basking in the morning sun sleeping.A big coon like that would bring $65.00,at that time for his hide.With frozen fingers I pointed my HR 12ga at him and shot.The coon fell about 30 feet to the ground,then he got up and looked around.He spotted me and took off after me.I was frantickly trying to reload the HR,but my fingers were not up to it.The coon fell dead about 15 feet from me.I skined the coon out,and found he hed only 2 #4 shot in his belly.It was the fall thet killed him not me.That year coon went down to $15.00.

Jerry Lester · « **Reply #1 on:** February 19, 2004, 06:36:36 PM »

LOL!!!!!

I've had a few run ins with big coons myself. A big old boar with a bad attitude can sure make for a lively situation! I'd rather square off with a Rottwiler!

Nightrain52 · « **Reply #2 on:** February 20, 2004, 07:00:14 AM »

I always said if a coon got as big as a grizzly we would all be in trouble. It seems all wild coons have a real nasty attitude. :eek:

darrell8937 · « **Reply #3 on:** August 19, 2005, 09:41:30 AM »

Yes most any creature including myself get pretty upset when shot at during our pleasant slumber.

Stan in SC · « **Reply #4 on:** January 10, 2006, 10:42:07 PM »

Where I deer hunted in Georgia there is a family of racoons.I have watched them quite often from my ladder stand and even know which hollow tree they live in.
One evening I shot a deer from that stand which fell about 50 yards from me.I got down and walked to the deer and knelt down beside him.As I was knelt down looking at him I heard a noise like something approaching.Looking up I saw a big racoon coming right at the deer and myself.He was all bristled up like he wanted to do battle and walking stiff legged.I don't know what he thought I was but when I stood up you could almost see the look on his face change from "I'm gonna whop you" to "Oh boy I messed up now".He turned and ran in that roly poly way they have and I just couldn't help but laugh at his antics.Evidently he saw the deer on the ground and thought I was much smaller due to the fact that I was kneeling and intended on having that deer.

Ranger J · « **Reply #5 on:** January 15, 2006, 11:09:19 AM »

Back in the days when I was just a pup I was trapping and made a coon set in a likely area. Sure enough the next morning I found a large coon in the trap. As I walked toward him he retreated as far as the chain would allow him. I had forgot the 22 in the car and I started looking around for something to give the old coup de grass. I finally settled on a fallen branch about three or so inches around. I took a home run swing at his head only to have the rotten limb shatter into a lot of pieces and the only result was that the coon was really Ped at the state of events. He took after me and I high stepped it in the opposite direction as fast as I could considering that I was wearing hip boots. Thankfully just as he was nipping at my boots he hit the end of the chain and that saved me from getting cooned good.
RJ

mjbgalt · « **Reply #6 on:** January 15, 2006, 11:44:39 AM »

my dad told me he hit one on the head about 20 times with a sawed-off baseball bat he used when trapping. he said the dang thing just kept coming.

he said he got tired before the coon did

-Matt

rockbilly · « **Reply #7 on:** January 19, 2006, 01:33:41 PM »

One day this past season, just at dark I looked down on a feeder and there were 9 coons eating the corn that had just droped. Hummmm......at $15.00 a hide, how much would that be? :roll: :wink:

I think this may be a family, I have seen them several times since the first sighting.

Hixly · « **Reply #8 on:** February 25, 2006, 04:26:43 AM »

One November night years ago , a friend shot a 'coon out out of a tree. I was standing on the ground wearing waders in that half frozen country when the coon lit near me. My light was on him by then and he proceeded to grab the toe of one of my boots and was chewing and snarling somethin fierce. My friend's Walker coon hound jumped in the middle of that brawl and I got free as that coon had much bigger troubles that me .