- Location
- Kawartha Lakes, Ontario
Opening day, my buddy and I head out to our usual spot, as we have for something like 15 years.
We do the short hike in, only to find 2 ATVs parked at stand number one. We move on to number two and three, a little ways on, maybe a hundred, hundred and fifty yards along the run.
My buddy texts me, he can hear the guys at stand one yakking and laughing. He moves further.
Later in the day we hike back, and I see a glint from stand one, and investigate. At least a dozen, maybe a dozen and a half empty beer bottles and cans. Frack!
Every group we ran across in the area was drinking beer in the bush in between time on stands.
I was pissed at the mess, and the realization that these guys were boozing it up while hunting - it made me distinctly uncomfortable moving between stands. Not wishing to be shot at, I made sure to have loud conversations with my buddy as we walked trails.
These guys were so ripped that one actually lost gear off his ATV cause he didn't strap it down.
Needless to say, next day we hunted much further into the bush. Oh, despite these knobs, we both got our bucks for the year.
WTF is it with people who can't hold off the booze until they're in camp?
What would you guys do if you ran across such groups?
We do the short hike in, only to find 2 ATVs parked at stand number one. We move on to number two and three, a little ways on, maybe a hundred, hundred and fifty yards along the run.
My buddy texts me, he can hear the guys at stand one yakking and laughing. He moves further.
Later in the day we hike back, and I see a glint from stand one, and investigate. At least a dozen, maybe a dozen and a half empty beer bottles and cans. Frack!
Every group we ran across in the area was drinking beer in the bush in between time on stands.
I was pissed at the mess, and the realization that these guys were boozing it up while hunting - it made me distinctly uncomfortable moving between stands. Not wishing to be shot at, I made sure to have loud conversations with my buddy as we walked trails.
These guys were so ripped that one actually lost gear off his ATV cause he didn't strap it down.
Needless to say, next day we hunted much further into the bush. Oh, despite these knobs, we both got our bucks for the year.
WTF is it with people who can't hold off the booze until they're in camp?
What would you guys do if you ran across such groups?


















































