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Just realised that I've been hunting with my buddy for 25 years now, where the heck did the time go? We usually disagree on everything, about the best way to hunt, stalk, or even what deer eat. He is a royal pain in the butt, I wouldn't trade him for anything! Edit: will trade for MRE's. LOL
What quirks do you put up with from a hunting partner just because he makes the hunt fun?
 
I had an awesome Hunting Buddy...Had lots of great times and adventures together. But life dealt an awful blow and took him from us 4 years ago. My wife saw how it affected me and went and got her hunting license and now we hunt together. life is good and a good hunting buddy is hard to find.
 
I got a pretty darn good hunting buddy, my girlfriend, hard to find a nice lady friend that hunts, so I cannot complain, everything works out well, although their are some arguments over who takes the first shot....
 
My buddy and I have hunted together for 3 years...we have a blast. Usually spend more time making fun of eachother than hunting, but somehow we always fill the freezer.
 
My hunting partners use my equipment, don't drive, sleep both ways, seldom gut their own animals, can't drag worth a crap, don't chip in for gas, seldom bring a lunch and never pick up a check in a restaurant. They never seem to have their own hunting areas, or any leads. They never fill out the draw applications. When opportunities come up, its always their turn.

If they weren't my kids I'd punt the lot of them.
 
Dogleg said:
My hunting partners use my equipment, don't drive, sleep both ways, seldom gut their own animals, can't drag worth a crap, don't chip in for gas, seldom bring a lunch and never pick up a check in a restaurant. They never seem to have their own hunting areas, or any leads. They never fill out the draw applications. When opportunities come up, its always their turn.

If they weren't my kids I'd punt the lot of them.
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LOL, Reminds me of when I was a kid and my dad would take my two brothers and I out. What useless turds we were.
 
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My buddy will call me up and want to go out but not till mid- morning and he'll have to be back mid-afternoon.

I almost always drive.

He's louder than a diesel engine walking through the woods



He redeems himself by being a lefty (I'm right) great for walking roads

He sees rabbits 10x more than I do

Ummm, that's about it:D
 
Dogleg said:
My hunting partners use my equipment, don't drive, sleep both ways, seldom gut their own animals, can't drag worth a crap, don't chip in for gas, seldom bring a lunch and never pick up a check in a restaurant. They never seem to have their own hunting areas, or any leads. They never fill out the draw applications. When opportunities come up, its always their turn.

If they weren't my kids I'd punt the lot of them.
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My son is actually pretty good about doing his share... and since he has been working, he pays his share too... and, my dad and I have been hunting together for 45+ years... he is getting to the point where, most trips are not fun anymore... he loves to see the pics and hear the stories when we get home.

As for "unrelated" partners, I have had good ones and some very bad ones... the bad ones get ejected at the end of the season... one made it two seasons and I kicked myself for that (year two was worse). Good partners share in camp chores, scouting, set-up, tear down, cleaning and hauling game, unpacking gear and they do it all with humor and an easy presence... I have only one of those at the moment.
 
My best two hunting buddies moved to Alberta.
My other one works too much.
My one kid is into boys so there goes this daughter.
Mostly hunt by myself with my old fur hound.
Don't think she's into much anymore.....going on 13.
Best fishing, hunting, walking, beer drinking buddy I have had.
And she can keep a straight face too.
Doesn't tell any fibs to the wifey when we get home.

I go out on occassion with a couple buddies, but I hate getting
this "I need to be home by"....crap.
I ask why they didn't tell me before we went out.
They don't like my reply.
If you need to be home early, stay home, don't ruin my day, dang it.
 
I have a few of them. My father started me hunting when I was big enough to follow him but he lost a long hard battle with cancer in june but he went deer hunting to fall before even though he could hardly get out of the truck. One of my brothers and I hunt but he's in the army so he misses lots of hunting seasons. Of the two guys that I grew up hunting with only one of them is still around, the other joined the army. However the one thats still around is up for a hunting or fishing trip at the drop of a hat. You couldnt ask for a better partner.
 
I've had two great hunting buddies. One passed last Easter from cancer. He taught me to slow down and be patient. I remember one time we were leaving his yard in the morning and there was a good buck at the end of his approach. He just said relax we'll see him again in a minute. We went over to a field and that big boy and another one were working on a doe. WE watched for a while and when that fellow was standing 80 yrds broadside to me I looked at him and he said OK you can shoot now. Every time I walk by that rack on the wall I'll remember the patience he taught me.

My other good buddy constantly bugged me about every lousy shot I made and I returned the favour as well. We spent hours laughing and touring the countryside looking for places to hunt. We took a pile of game s well. On one mule deer hunt many years ago I made a poor shot on a huge mule deer with my muzzle loader. We watched the deer vanish. He said lets go back to the truck think I know were he is going. When we got to the spot the muffler fell off my old truck. I got out and was under the truck trying to untangle things. A few minutes into this my buddy says your buck is coming you'd better get up and shoot it. Sure as hell that big mule was walking down a draw right towards us. Thats another rack on my wall that means the world to me. He taught me the value of learning the country and knowing how deer move.

He is battling cancer now as well. This fall I hunted with my son a bit but he is young and just doesn't seem to have the passion for it like I do. Perhaps it will come as he gets older. For the most part I hunt alone now. Cancer is an f'ng scourge in our society and it has claimed too many of my friends and family.
 
I've had my hunting buddy for 26 years to date. When he was three years old I threw him in my Trapper Nelson back pack and carried him to a pond and shot ducks....................yes he is my son. Last fall was the first time that we didn't have a debate over some issue. Usually it's about how we hunt, shoot, drive a truck or just pain old debate about life in general. I'm very old school and he is..............well, another generation. I think that a father and son team are the best hunting partners in the world.
 
I agree Track but I'm on the other side. My dad is my best hunting partner. We've hunted a long time together and we always know what the other one is doing and where he'll be at the end of a push. My strengths are his weaknesses and vice versa. For some reason I always get the big one and he always gets skunked or goes home with a little guy. One of the reasons for that is that he always lets me shoot first. I've seen him make some incredible shots and its rare that he misses. It'll be a sad day when we can't go hunting together.
Friends are friends but hunting partners are something completely diffferent. I wouldn't want to go hunting with sme of my very best friends.
 
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