Although the main character, of this story and a good friend of mine didn't think it was too funny at the time, we laugh about it still to this day.
We'd gotten home for Christmas break from college and decided to head out scouting for geese. There was some good ice on the lakes, but figured we might find some open water that drew the geese in that we could set up on.
At the time there was a turning trestle on the lower end of the St Joe River, which flowed between a couple of lakes and then dumped into Coeur d'Alene Lake. Sure enough just south of the turning trestle there was a good pothole of open water. It was toward evening and the geese started coming in from CDA lake and dropping into the open pot hole, flying low over the trestle.
Next day we were set up at daylight around the open water with the intention of staying all day if need be, to catch the evening flight. I suppose around 2:30-3:00 pm we could hear the geese coming from CDA lake. Making sure that everything was in order, we prepared for the first flight.
The one good friend mentioned earlier shot a 10 ga Marlin bolt action, with another friend along on the hunt shooting an Ithaca Mag 10. We were all calling, with me designated to call the shot, since I had a white full face stocking cap with eye holes, they covered with sheets.
As the first flight dropped in with lowered legs, I yelled "take em" and at the shot I heard a string of obscenities with ouch etc mixed in. I initially thought that one of my hunting buddies had perhaps shot himself and turned to see what the fuss was. My friend in the middle shooting the Marlin turned toward me and said in an excited voice, "I just busted my f*&^ing teeth out" At that, I'm sorry, but I couldn't hold back and started laughing, which caused the other friend with us to start laughing also. When he opened his mouth it was covered in blood, so I told him I can't tell how many you broke, your mouth is too bloody. "What happened", I asked? It turned out he was calling and when he raised up to shoot, he didn't let the call drop from his mouth and when he took the shot, the bolt on the Marlin slammed into the call and jammed it back into his mouth, breaking out one of his front teeth. A bit later he had a perfectly circular bruise on his upper and lower front gums. Of course we razzed him about getting the bruise in an entirely different manner than from his goose call!
Last edited by Cameron; 01/07/16 10:07 PM.
