I KNOW that there are a lot of good anecdotes among the members of this forum. I'll start out with a few of mine. Lets be men here and fess up! 
Incident #1: I spent an hour sneaking up on a couple of deer beds that often had pretty nice bucks in them. It was after Mt. St. Helens erupted, so I hadn't been able to enter that area for a couple of years and I couldn't spot the second bed. After scouring the hillside below, I came to the conclusion that the undergrowth had grown up to the point that you couldn't see the bed from that spot. A few steps in front of my hidden location was a windfall that was about three feet off the ground. I reasoned that if I stood on that windfall, I would have a better view of the hill and should be able to spot the bed. I jumped up onto the log and two things happened at the same time. First, the log started bouncing up and down from my weight, and second, a really nice 3 point blacktail with a 16-18" rack came up out of the bed and was bouncing from my right to my left. I want to stress that this wasn't a couple inches of bounce, this was carnival ride type of bounce! That log was undualting at least a foot where I was standing on it!!
When he got into the open, he turned and went straight away. Remember that we were both bouncing.... Him on his legs and me on this log. The sight picture was challenging. The cross hairs were going up and down in symphony with the logs undulations and the deer was leaving the area as fast as he could in the full bounce mode. If there were any sounds associated with this scene, it would be me on the log; beeoinggg, beeoinggg, and the deer; thump, thump, thump. I shot as the crosshairs were speeding across his shoulder blades heading toward the ground. He was going up as I was going down and the bullet hit a log that he was jumping over. Nice technique, huh?? 
Incident #2: This occurred a few years later in the SAME EXACT SPOT!!
I snuck into the place where I could check out the beds and could hear a deer feeding within 20 yards in the salal (A western washington plant that is noisy to walk through in all circumstances.). Rather than stop and check out the beds, I was preoccupied with spotting the deer feeding in front of me. I stepped out to the same windfall, which was laying on the ground by then, and tried to penetrate the hemlock seedlings between me and the deer. I couldn't see anything, so I swung around to my left and saw the shape of a rump over toward the first bed. I thought the deer was feeding and was over the hill, but when I looked through the scope, there was a 2 or 3 point buck staring right back at me from the first bed. He exploded out of the bed and with one jump was gone. When the one bolted, I heard four distinct clicks as his horns rubbed on a dry root from a windfall. I never did see that one. No shot no venison. 
Incident#3: When I was in college, many years ago, I got an invitation through a friend to shoot ground squirrels on his girlfriends property. We stepped out in this field and there were irrigation pipes stretched out and sprinklers going. The first squirrel that I saw was out at about 55 yards on the other side of a pipe. I knelt down, took careful aim, and put a hole in that pipe.
Hunting mishaps happen, but this was pure unadulterated stupidity. 
OK there are a couple of mine, what do you have to add?
) About 15 years ago my dad/brother and myself were coming home from a hard days hunt in Pa(I hunted both states) and only seeing about 40 Doe.No Bucks. All of a sudden this big buck jumps right off a steep bank and falls on the road while my brother is hitting the brakes. 
The Buck is up and just starts running full out along edge of river.WHAM! Bro drills him with the compressed load of the .300 mag.All you see is this red vapor haze in the air for a second.The deer falls directly into the good old Susquehanna River/in December about 10 degrees and in/about 20foot deep pretty fast current.The deer is starting to pull out in faster water about 20 foot from bank.I am thinking Oh **** there goes a trophy mount.my brother is freakin out.So screw it,I take off boots/coat and JUMP-IN! Oh ya baby I got em.grabbed the big horns swam back and then quickly they helped me to the truck cap where I stripped and lucky for me Bro had a couple sleeping bags in there.I stayed in the insulated cap/truck running with sliding rear window open with heater on full blast while they went down and did what they needed to do.Thinking about it that probably wasnt too bright! But for a trophy???????????This is the absolute truth. 
