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 OK I ran into the law once or twice in my life. Not going to lie about it. But just about everyone of my stories are funny. Case in point. My older brother Ron and my two little boys at the time. As while as my dog ( Henry of the Hudson). The weather was clear and there wasn't any wind. We didn't even see a bird. All of a sudden two wardens in a boat were on top of us. One older man and a Young new jack lady. The older man just ask how we did today. We didn't even shoot the gun. The Female warden asked us for or guns to check for plugs,and all the other stuff that they ask for. The man sat back and was eating his lunch. The female had her lunch pale open. Henry was called in the boat by the man warden. Who was really nice and gave the dog half of his sandwich. The female pushed Henry out of the way while she checked our paperwork.
This didn't sit very well with my dog. Henry lifted his leg and filed that lunch bucket up. The lady was on fire,mad as hell. Not so much because of what the dog did. But her partner said good dog Henry. I guess she must of not been a very good partner. No tickets was given. Old man retired the lady got shipped far up north. true storyw00t

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Ha ha .ksrms

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Now that's a well trained dog!
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Man, Anthony, you are really running down the threads here.....
Ok, my best cop story;
I was driving my old beater down the beach road to impose on my best friends' family for yet another Thanksgiving dinner. I passed the beach access point and noticed the old Marine One Bronco pull off the beach behind me. I was going slightly over the speed limit (65ish) and sure enough, his lights go on. Really? On Thanksgiving in broad day light, at 65??
Well, I noticed that his headlight was out (protocol to have them on while on the beach)......
He came to the window and I rolled the dice......I spoke first, "do you know why I pulled you over officer?" he says "what?".....
I said "you have a head light out officer".........

Get out of here kid and have a good Thanksgiving.......
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Roy

That day will go down in history. Henry the hunting dog is gone. But every season that story gets brought up. Who thought pee could be so funny.

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Man, Anthony, you are really running down the threads here.....
Ok, my best cop story;
I was driving my old beater down the beach road to impose on my best friends' family for yet another Thanksgiving dinner. I passed the beach access point and noticed the old Marine One Bronco pull off the beach behind me. I was going slightly over the speed limit (65ish) and sure enough, his lights go on. Really? On Thanksgiving in broad day light, at 65??
Well, I noticed that his headlight was out (protocol to have them on while on the beach)......
He came to the window and I rolled the dice......I spoke first, "do you know why I pulled you over officer?" he says "what?".....
I said "you have a head light out officer".........

Get out of here kid and have a good Thanksgiving.......


Paul, that is about the funniest cop story I’ve read gave me a good laugh.

I normally hunt alone in off the wall places so I’ve never been checked while duck hunting but have been once while turkey hunting but every one was good so there was no problems.




Benjamin Pendleton
Northeast N.C.
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We were hunting a bay in the eastern U.P. for opening weekend. The U.P. opens prior the two southern zones in Michigan, consequently, we get both high hunter numbers and a large cohort of "Duck Commanders" from metro areas of southern Michigan coming up. Steve and I found a spot on a mud flat on a point on the periphery of the bay that held good numbers of birds and ran downriver at 4:00AM to get there and set-up before mad rush of spotlight scouters began to disperse in the pre-dawn. Steve was set-up about a hundred yards north of me, closer to the open water of shipping channel. I dragged my TDB-14' southwest of where I was going to set-up after emptying it of decoys and gear, stashing it tight to a cane stand in a shallow muddy cut to serve as a physical block for the inevitable arrival of the spotlight scouters. Both of use were using canoe chairs set-up in clumps of vegetation in the mud flat, anticipating scattered singles drivin-off the bay from the melee' that would start about five to seven minutes prior the legal shooting time. Steve had picked-up a couple of boxes of "Winfester" Blind Side shells for me at Jay's Sporting Goods on his way north. I noticed as I loaded them that several had very deeply burned seals in the center of the shell crimps.

We watched the mud motor equipped boat carrying to COs swing downriver into the bay about a half-hour after daylight, well too late to catch any of the folks who had to shoot early. I can't remember which of us won our side bet on when the first shot would be fired, but the barrage started-up about ten minutes prior the legal time, quickly building to resemble the pre-landing D-Day bombardment...runs of continuous fire for minutes at a pop! Our approach was to hunt all day and wait for working birds; taking advantage of the hunter traffic as boats left and moved birds. I had to shoo away some hunters who tried to set-up on me just before first light, only getting them to move immediately south of my boat's location. I knew anything approaching from that quadrant would face a gauntlet of shot gun fire. We slowly worked-in small groups of mallards, teal and pintails over the morning until the folks camped behind me left. Minutes after their departure, we saw the COs round the point and head into our spreads. They pulled right into the middle of the two decoy rigs and got out of the boat leaving it in the open...just as the "traffic" on the bay was breaking-up to go in for lunch, moving birds again. GRRR! I decided I would let either of them who wanted to check me make the hike over, since they felt it was not an issue to leave their boat in the middle of our decoys and walk around. Eventually one of the pair walked over to my location. I got up, showed him my license, gun, and shell capacity. He checked the shells I had in the magazine and commented on the shell crimps. I told him that they were leaking shot from several shells over the course of the morning shoot and offered that the manufacturer had erred in their crimp sealing equipment. He decided that I had altered the shot shells, telling me to empty my coat of all ammunition so he could check everything with his magnet. I reached in my outside pocked, scooped up some shells and about half the loose shot that had accumulated in the bottom and dribbled it into his open hands. He didn't see the humor, still demanding to see every shell I had on me, so I did it again with the remainder of my pocket's contents, eventually determining that the shot volume matched the spent shells. Then he demanded that we walk over to my boat for a marine safety check. Wonderful man... It was so nice to see the boot prints of the other group of hunters that had just left...right next to the far side of my boat.

Steve and I settled back in and slowly filled-out over the remainder of the day, aided by a nice day breeze that built as the day advanced.

I sent the remaining shells back to Winchester with the receipt for the two boxes. They reimbursed me for only the shells I sent them, not the shells I shot-up to use before they spilled their contents out the crimp and the ones I tossed in the garbage. Never purchased a shot shell from Winchester since.
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 Out with my jersey boat in a mosquito drain and hear motor coming my way. Two wardens throwing a three foot wake and not paying attention. Went by me and attempted to do a 180 and ran aground, one took a tumble. After freeing up, drove through my 7 bird rig and wrapped a line in their prop. Was told my lines were too long [large falling tide].
After a brief check, I asked them to slow down a bit, no water skiing in this area. No apology for my expensive anchor line.
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Paul

Funny as heck, Yes I like to write and have lots of things to share. And this time of year in the Northeast what else is there to do. That cop got back in his car and said. That a smart kid, he is going places.

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I was set up with a friend on a spot we have hunted for years in the late season. It is near a road, facing out into the river. We had shot a few ducks and watched as a police vehicle slowly passed then returned and the office got out. He approached and apologized for interrupting our hunt but someone had phoned in a complaint about some unsafe hunters. He said we didn't really match the description of what was phoned in but he figured he should check our licenses anyway. I went first and as soon as he cleared me I spotted a nice drake canvasback eyeing our decoys. Looking at the officer I asked if he would mind if I shot the duck. He said not at all, you are perfectly legal so go ahead. As the officer and my friend stood chatting I snapped a photo of the circling duck and then switched the camera for my shotgun and dropped it as it had feet down for a landing.

About that time there were some gunshots up the river from us and the officer asked if we knew if they were in a boat. When we replied yes, we had seen them chase a cripple in a boat, he said he had to pay them a visit! One of my stranger and more memorable hunts. LOL

BTW... Although it looks like less, the river is 800 yards wide at that point.




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Excellent tale! And, knowing you - what else could I expect?

All the best,

SJS

Steven Jay Sanford
Pencil Brook Farm
South Cambridge, NY
http://www.stevenjaysanford.com


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My favorite LEO story is really short and sweet.

Went like this...
I say.. Good afternoon officer.
He say's...Is that a Chesapeake Bay Retriever?
I say..Yes.
He say's..Have a nice day...

That was it he-he. My girls hackles were a tiny bit up, no growling or teeth, but she didn't want checked
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Short and quick I love it . Thanks for sharing your story.
anthony sr
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Seth Freeman wrote:
My favorite LEO story is really short and sweet.

Went like this...
I say.. Good afternoon officer.
He say's...Is that a Chesapeake Bay Retriever?
I say..Yes.
He say's..Have a nice day...

That was it he-he. My girls hackles were a tiny bit up, no growling or teeth, but she didn't want checked


Seth
I've gotten the same response the last 3 years
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Some time ago a lake nearby had a 9" length limit put on to see if it would help the size in the lake. So one evening I'm sitting on the large dock this lake has catching a few crappies. Maybe 1 in 3 or 4 was big enough to keep. On the other end of the dock is a couple guys catching crappies but for them maybe 3 out of 4 were big enough. Right between us is the local CO, off duty and fishing.

I got along great with this CO and we knew each other pretty well. Each time the guys on the Other end of the dock would keep another crappie he'd look over and give a little shake of his head towards me. Because of how courts work until they actually got back to their cars it was tough to get length limit tickets to stick.

It's starting to get dark and I'm packing up to leave. He comes over to me with a few crappies in his bucket and asks if I'd take his. He says it's probably going to be bit of a wait to get those other guys and his fish had been on ice so he couldn't dump them back in.
I looked him in the face and whispered "you're sure they are all long enough, right?" I'm not sure if he wanted to laugh or slap me up side the head.

I miss that guy. He passed away a couple years after that at much too young of an age. He was a really good CO who cared.




Just for street cred I like to tell people my brother in law was featured on both COPS and America's Most Wanted. I leave out the part that he was the one with the badge on.

Around 30 years ago a few of us would fish half the night for catfish several times each summer...mostly just sat around the lanterns and BS'd. Well my BIL was chief of police at the time and decided to come along one night.

We are fishing in the local city park during june so off in the distance fireworks would go off. Its SD, there are fireworks all summer. Midnight comes and down pulls the on duty officer. He doesn't ask if we've heard of seen anything he just starts yelling at use from 50 yards away that we better stop shooting off fireworks. We look back at him in disbelief and try to tell him where we heard them shot off from. That didn't satisfy him at all and he raises his level and basically tells us to get out of there. My BIL, this guys boss, in disgust stands up and calmly says "I guess I better straighten this out." I bet that was an interesting conversation.

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Frown I had the same thing happen to me with my 10 ga. That same brand of shells fell apart on me. This time I was on a guided snow goose hunt. BB''s were coming out faster then a snow goose could fly. Lost out on many shots that day. I didn't get anything from them. That was my fault because I just wrote them a nasty letter. And mine was a full case of new shells. We all know wardens have a job to do. And sometimes they can really go over board. But I'm here to tell you the Feds are even worse. Don't get me started!

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I have many and one was chronicled on this site.

My best has to do with my Hoefgen Duck Boat. I had business at Palmer Johnson Yachts near Sturgeon Bay WI. It just so happened that my Hoefgen was built and ready for me to pick it up. I stayed the evening in Green Bay WI and the Hoefgens met me there and dropped off my new duck boat. I strapped it onto the top of the van the next morning and drove to Palmer Johnson's. On the way, I saw a cop behind me and he was following me for some time. I started thinking what could I be doing wrong - expired tabs, unsafe load etc.... As it was a rental vehicle, there was not much I could do if he pulled me over. Sure enough, lights went on behind me and I pulled over. Cop cam to the window and asked the cursory question "Do you know why I pulled you over"? For the first time ever i could answer - "Nope". He said he saw me driving down the road with the boat on top and while he was following me he couldn't ID the boat so he pulled me over to find out who the builder was. He hoped I didn't mind. He was ad duck hunter and was looking for something similar.

Went on my way and arrived at Palmer Johnson's. These guys build massive yachts that cost millions and millions of dollars. I got to the security gate and the officer asked my name, business name, why I was there etc... Then he asked what the boat on top of the van was for and I answered it was the dingy for the 200'er they were currently bolding. All had a good laugh. Got the boat home and have owned it ever since.

Mark
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Mark

Great story! Cops are people too, Nice to only get stopped, only because you had something he wanted.
Its funny! and on the other hand as that boats owner. It had to make you proud that someone wanted it.

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Tim

What a nice fish story, Thank you for sharing it with us. Sorry the CO passed, He up in heaven making sure Gods fish are safe.

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anthony sr
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I was deer hunting in southern Ohio and had come out of the woods to have lunch when a game warden pullled up behind my truck got out of his car and walked up to me and said is your gun plugged to three shots. I said NO. He than proceed to give me a lecture on why shotguns must be restricted to three shoots. Finally he said let me see your gun. so I went to the back of my truck and handed him my muzzel loader.HE looked at me with a stupid grin on his face AND SAID HELPS IF YOU ASK THE RIGHT QUESTION turned and walked away.
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William

That is funnier then heck. I never seen a muzzle loader with a plug. My use to say there is no such thing as a dumb question. I think this once he could of been wrong .

Thank for a nice story
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Paul

What a great story, You handled yourself like a pro. Glad the Police Officer was a good sport and let you get the bird. Thanks for letting us hear your law story. Sounds like a great hunt and a story for your grandchild.
anthony sr
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Lets see which time. One time in the Columbia River Gorge we we set up along a cliff on a diver hunt. It was fairly windy day and were having a great shoot. We had taken a guy out with us that had never shot divers before and he was having a great time. He shot a nice goldeneye that he was planning on mounting. Then we see a boat coming up river pounding into the swells. We are talking about how that doesn't look fun and we could tell they were not duck hunters. As they got closer we realized they were the state police. They pulled up to us and asked how were were doing. We enthusiastically told them that we were doing great just about to fill our limits. Their response was "You know you can't hunt here." We were a bit shocked. They then explained to us that we were about 50 yards past the deadline and wanted to get out of the weather while we picked up the decoys so they could give us our tickets and confiscate our birds. Apparently this is problem in this area and they have to come out multiple times a season when dog walkers call it in and warnings are not an option. Since that day they have stopped us several times at the boat ramp before we launch to make sure we know where the deadline is. If that had only happened before that day. Ever since then when going to a new spot I contact the State police and get confirmation that I'm where I can be. Another time we were out at the Lewis and Clark Refuge on the Columbia and we were following the tide out on a mud flat trying to keep the decoys in a about 6" of water. The tide was moving fast so as we moved we left the birds we shot behind us as moved our way down. Just as the tide was out and we were about to pack up I shoot a nice bull sprig and out from behind pop out 2 Federal Game officers with a "Nice pintatil Can I see your license" We go through all the checks and we were fine. Then they ask how many birds we had shot. We knew how many and of what species and they looked at us kind of funny. So then we start walking back up picking up the ducks that were strewn out along the shoreline. Our count was spot on except for the 3 that were in the boat. When they asked where the other birds were we told them and they said " We know, we already checked your boat and we have been watching you for about an hour." I have few more but don't have time now to tell. All have ended well with the officers doing there job in professional manner and no more tickets! I always ask how often they catch somebody breaking the law and they always say that more than half of the people they check get a ticket.
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Neal
Great story ! Glad you walked way without to much trouble. Did those other guys down river get tickets?
The law can be hard when it wants to be. I found out for the most part their just doing the job they signed up for. There are a few that are real ball busters.
Case in point, my brother and I were hunting. On the Hudson River in the marsh. It was low tide and we had about three hours to wait to get enough water to leave. A bored rookie federal officer walked all the way in the mud to us .It had to be about two hundred yards. He was covered in mud, must of fell a few time. Not happy at all, He ask us if we shot anything. He knew we didn't, because he and his partner watch us for a few hours. He ask us to put our guns down on the ground. Remember ! we're in the marsh and its muddy as heck. I said I'm not putting my 1200$ shot gun down in the mud. My brother said the same. After telling us he was going to arrest us take all or equipment and my dog. Yes and my dog. His partner knew the guy was having a hard time with us and started walking the green mile to us. All of a sudden the officer told us to forget it. He started back to his partner. Don't know why, all I can think of he was a screw up and didn't want his older partner to get pissed off at him after his long walk. Maybe the older man had a bad heart. I don't know but he would of had a fight on his hand if he took my dog. Guns ,boats,equipment, you can replace. But not a good hunting dog.

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Back in the day when you couldn't shot black ducks. I was hunting the south bay on the Hudson River near Catskill NY. My brother and I along with my yellow lab Henry were having a good mallard shoot. In the back of the bay there were some clowns. A flock of blacks flew over our heads so low Henry almost grab one in the air as they pasted by. We watched those guys open up on the flock. One of the cripples glided into our decoys. I sent Henry out to retrieve the bird. As Henry was swimming back two Federal Officer motored up on us. They heard the shots and came into the bay to check out what we were shooting at. When my dog brought the Black Duck to me the officer was ready to lay the smack down on us. Lucky for us those jackass in the back were sky busting at a flock of swans (in New York you can't hunt them) and the officer were off. They arrested both of them and found out the black ducks were all their, The Feds took their boat and everything in it plus their dog. Found out later their truck and trailer were taken also. It cost those guys like thousands of dollars in fines. Glad it wasn't us that killed those blacks.
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