Many instincts that we have from our ansestors have diminished over 100s of thousands of years. But many do come into play when hunting. Two such incidents that have happened to me I will share, one for now and another later. This first one is pretty funny, the second one is not so funny and at the time down right scarry. 1. While turkey hunting one spring, I was sitting in my deerstand, the 20ft elevated one in the deer stand thread. After just a few minutes there I was overcome with the eery feeling that I WAS BEING WATCHED !! I couldnt shake the feeling. I slowly rotated around in my swivel chair trying to locate whatever it was watching me. This went on for well over two hours. It made me really uncomfortable. Now when you are Turkey hunting you cannot use anything larger than #4 shot. Unless you are hunting on your own land cant even carry anything larger. BUT....I do carry 3 00Buck loads, just in case. I jacked out the two turkey loads in my 835 and chambered a 00 and loaded the other two in the magizine. I have never had the thought I had to before, but this Instinct that took over my thoughts told me that I WAS BEING WATCHED made me do it. As i continued to scan the area around my stand, for what ever reason I looked up. About 20 yards from my stand is a Very Large old oak tree. A limb comes out and extends probley 30 ft straingt out, about 35 feet up. Where the limb meets the tree is a large knot hole. Laying in that hole, smiling like a chesser cat is a Huge ole Buck Raccoon....JUST STARING DOWN AT ME !!!!! I laughed out loud so hard I thought I would whizz in my drawers. The feeling instently went away, I reloaded my gun and continued to watch for turkey. That was about 7-8 years ago and I have not since felt the need to chamber the BuckShot, BUT I STILL DO CARRY IT. Anyone else have any Strange, Wierd, Funny such happinings ??????????