I have a good friend who is a great partner on a hunt, generous as all get out, who brings enormous amounts of beer, liquor and food, cooks and cleans and gathers wood and shares his game evenly. I've been along on moose trips with him and another buddy when they had a moose draw and they always shared 1/3 each.
But he has sh##ty defecating habits at undeveloped sites with no outhouses. There was at least one occasion where he would walk several steps away from the campfire, drop his pants and let fly right there illuminated by the light of the fire and then leave the mess of sh#t and toilet paper for us to walk around. We spoke to him about that and he did the rest farther away.
One time he actually used an outhouse at the campsite but somehow got sh#t on the outside of his pants and then got in my truck and smeared it all over the seat. Fortunately I had a thick seat cover. He washed it in the lake.
Sometimes he'd just walk a few steps behind his tent for whole trip and leave a pile of sh#t and toilet paper, then leave the whole mess as if no one else was ever going to come to use the site.
He was doing that this weekend and I was pondering how I was going to confront him about it. Then the other day there was a party in another camp about a kilometre away and I saw a pile of toilet paper at the edge of the site just past their tents.
"Jeez, look at that mess ," I said as we drove by. "Leaving a pile of sh#t and toilet paper laying all over the place right in their campsite. Don't people have enough sense to dig a hole and bury it?"
We weren't back in camp five minutes when I saw him grab his mattock and retreat over to the tree behind his tent and start hacking away at the soil.
But he has sh##ty defecating habits at undeveloped sites with no outhouses. There was at least one occasion where he would walk several steps away from the campfire, drop his pants and let fly right there illuminated by the light of the fire and then leave the mess of sh#t and toilet paper for us to walk around. We spoke to him about that and he did the rest farther away.
One time he actually used an outhouse at the campsite but somehow got sh#t on the outside of his pants and then got in my truck and smeared it all over the seat. Fortunately I had a thick seat cover. He washed it in the lake.
Sometimes he'd just walk a few steps behind his tent for whole trip and leave a pile of sh#t and toilet paper, then leave the whole mess as if no one else was ever going to come to use the site.
He was doing that this weekend and I was pondering how I was going to confront him about it. Then the other day there was a party in another camp about a kilometre away and I saw a pile of toilet paper at the edge of the site just past their tents.
"Jeez, look at that mess ," I said as we drove by. "Leaving a pile of sh#t and toilet paper laying all over the place right in their campsite. Don't people have enough sense to dig a hole and bury it?"
We weren't back in camp five minutes when I saw him grab his mattock and retreat over to the tree behind his tent and start hacking away at the soil.