I was hunting pheasant yesterday with my regular partner in crazy 50-65 km winds and ran into the stupidest road hunter it has been my misfortune to meet. We had hunted a draw for 1.5 km with roosters running ahead and my dog resetting his points several times with only one in the bag. We are about 80m from the trail the draw ends at when my dog goes on point. A grey half ton slows down and the idiot gets out and loads his gun!!!!!!! My buddy is in the cattails possibly out of sight but I am completely visible wearing orange so I scream at him not to shoot if a bird flushes and to get the *%%$ out of there. Just then two birds flush one towards my partner and one towards me, I can't shoot for fear of hitting the idiot and neither can my buddy. I start running towards his truck to give him hell and he bravely jumps in and peels away. ARGGGGHHH.


















































