True enough.
There is a reason I don't like quads, several really. In Alberta you are allowed to use a quad whenever, but you cannot hunt with a quad until noon I think. In the meantime guys are ripping through the bush just because, then when 12:00 hits, they take off into the back country where guys in boots can't get to unless they've been walking for hours. Two stories stick in my head, first off I was about finished hunting for the day. It was a rather warm, rainy fall day and I was looking to shoot a whitetail buck. In the forest zone I was in that is only about an hours drive from home, buck season kicks off in September and you can't shoot a doe until November. I wasn't feeling too good so called it quits around lunch time. I got to my truck and was coming back down a logging road when I saw a herd of deer running through the bush to my right and towards the way I just came from. I parked the truck and grabbed my rifle and wen't in after them. Everything was soaked from the rain, and near the end of my stalk I was crawling through the ground vegitation and was soaked to the bone. I had been after the herd for about a half hour, slowely moving in only seeing a few animals at a time making their way away from the road I was coming from. I finally got into position to start to take a good look at the animals, at this point all does but felt good there should be a buck in there. Then I heard a noise, so did they. All of a sudden every deer in that herd was staring to my left as the noise was getting louder. After a minute a hunter on a quad went right between me and the herd, it turns out there was a small two track right between us. He never saw me, but he certainly didn't see the deer either. After he passed the whole herd took off like a bat out of Hell, including the small buck that I had not yet spotted. I wen't home.
The other story involves a couple of elk hunters. Again, I had a deer tag, but was more or less just out to be out. I parked in a clearing and started walking some quad trails. I was about an hour in when these guys came ripping up to me and stopped. They asked if I've seen any elk and I told them no. (This was about 10:00 in the morning) I was now on another trail another hour ahead and they came ripping through again. I turned around and was back at my truck eating lunch probably around 12:30 and then started up another trail. I looked down back towards my truck and here are these guys on a mission now, racing up another trail. I didn't see them again for the rest of the day, but I could sure hear those machines raising hell as they would get near and then vear off. I'll be the first to admit I have never driven a quad, and certainly never hunted from one but do guys really see animals while driving around on those things?