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You know better then that, you don’t touch anyone’s firearms with out permission.yorgi said:
seriously the guy sounds like an ass lol
ttyal
Riley
The hunt camp a**hole.Do you have one?
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seriously the guy sounds like an ass lol
ttyal
Riley
Deer hunted with my buddy and his brother-in-law for over 10 years. It is a 5 hours drive to the hunting area and it would cost us $150 each for camp rental and food.
Did well in the stock market so I bought my own property and put a nice building on it. It is now only a hour drive. During the construction, I ask the hunting partners to buy their own beds. When it came time to furnish, buddy's brother-in-law is making excuse of why he can't buy the bed. He still owes me money for last years grocery and butcher fee. He promise twice to pay me. I don't think he is coming back this season. Should have known he was a leach. Lots of clues in the past 10 years
Did well in the stock market so I bought my own property and put a nice building on it. It is now only a hour drive. During the construction, I ask the hunting partners to buy their own beds. When it came time to furnish, buddy's brother-in-law is making excuse of why he can't buy the bed. He still owes me money for last years grocery and butcher fee. He promise twice to pay me. I don't think he is coming back this season. Should have known he was a leach. Lots of clues in the past 10 years
Our camp has an Alpha Male with three others positioning themselves, just waiting to take over. It can get political and tense at times. It sucks actually.
On the other hand, everyone knows the rules, no $$ problems, no booze problems, very focused group, ethical guys, very good shots, we almost always score and everyone pulls their own weight.
On the other hand, everyone knows the rules, no $$ problems, no booze problems, very focused group, ethical guys, very good shots, we almost always score and everyone pulls their own weight.
Our group as 6 members, mostly army buddies(5) and we all have our share at being the a*%#hole. But in the end, it all good fun. It's hunting, not a fairytell. I call it the social experimenation. I would not see it any other way. The hunt is one thing, and spending time with real good freinds is an other that I really enjoy.
When I was 17, I went Moose hunting up the Alaska Hwy with my uncle. He brought a friend from work. The whole trip this guy was SO homesick, he wanted to go home. Every chance he had, he would bring it up. Now, we had been planning the whole year for this trip and would not give in to this guy. I think the final straw for him was when I dropped a Black Bear 10 feet from him while he was eating lunch in camp! We got our final moose that afternoon and went home the next day. We could have stayed for Cariboo, but...
I have greatfully never seen this guy again!
Every chance he had, he would bring it up. Now, we had been planning the whole year for this trip and would not give in to this guy. I think the final straw for him was when I dropped a Black Bear 10 feet from him while he was eating lunch in camp! We got our final moose that afternoon and went home the next day. We could have stayed for Cariboo, but...I have greatfully never seen this guy again!
Icon said:When I was 17, I went Moose hunting up the Alaska Hwy with my uncle. He brought a friend from work. The whole trip this guy was SO homesick, he wanted to go home.
Hahaha!!!
A gang that hunts close to us had the exact same problem, with a new guy in their group. The guy actually started crying like a baby when he was talking to the wifey on the phone, three days into the moose-hunt.
He begged them to drive him back home to see her, the 1600 km. trip however,didn't really appeal to the regulars... Instead, they made him pack his stuff and dropped him off at the closest Greyhound station!
I left one camp I had hunted with for years, following the arrival of the old members sons.
No problem with their ages. I was within a year or two of them myself, but they drank and caroused until the wee hours and then couldn't hunt the next day.
When I spoke discretely to one of the fellows father, after three nights of this, I ended up getting some pretty harsh comments from him and another father.
Since I didn't feel they were safe and I didn't need the drama, I packed up and walked out to my truck.
They were upset I had left and asked me to come back with them the next fall, but I decided I didn't need that kind of grief and I won't hunt with drinkers who don't know when to quit or the people who see nothing wrong with it.
Too bad, I had been a member there for a number of years.
No problem with their ages. I was within a year or two of them myself, but they drank and caroused until the wee hours and then couldn't hunt the next day.
When I spoke discretely to one of the fellows father, after three nights of this, I ended up getting some pretty harsh comments from him and another father.
Since I didn't feel they were safe and I didn't need the drama, I packed up and walked out to my truck.
They were upset I had left and asked me to come back with them the next fall, but I decided I didn't need that kind of grief and I won't hunt with drinkers who don't know when to quit or the people who see nothing wrong with it.
Too bad, I had been a member there for a number of years.
I don't belong to one of these camps but back in SA the rule in our camp was that you could drink as long as the guns were put away, If anyone in camp felt that you were a danger to yourself or others they would probably knocked you out cold and let you sleep it of.
Luckily no one in our hunting camp were ever like that. One realy good friend who sadly is an alcholic now did get jack-ass drunk on fishing trips and caused a ruckas very often but we stoped inviting him. Sad because he is a great guy when sober.
Luckily no one in our hunting camp were ever like that. One realy good friend who sadly is an alcholic now did get jack-ass drunk on fishing trips and caused a ruckas very often but we stoped inviting him. Sad because he is a great guy when sober.
Dear fogducker:
Fair question.
What do I call too much?
Between three people, drinking the best part of three 40's of CC, while seated at the table of a one room cabin, where 6 others are trying to sleep, while drunkenly screaming some sort of song, pounding on the table to keep time, puking up their ring on a floor and leaving it for others to attend to, arguing about the respective merits of one car over another until it became a scuffle, until after three AM.
On the first night.
The second night, a somewhat less extreme, party lasting until a little after 1:00AM, at which time, they fell asleep at the table, following all of the other other attractions and fun of night 1.
Going into town in the afternoon of the third day to buy more booze, and repeating night number 1; i.e. until after 3:00 AM.
Hey, I enjoy a few drinks as much as the next guy. Maybe even more, but enough is enough and when the Father's of these fellows wouldn't even step up, I left.
Fair question.
What do I call too much?
Between three people, drinking the best part of three 40's of CC, while seated at the table of a one room cabin, where 6 others are trying to sleep, while drunkenly screaming some sort of song, pounding on the table to keep time, puking up their ring on a floor and leaving it for others to attend to, arguing about the respective merits of one car over another until it became a scuffle, until after three AM.
On the first night.
The second night, a somewhat less extreme, party lasting until a little after 1:00AM, at which time, they fell asleep at the table, following all of the other other attractions and fun of night 1.
Going into town in the afternoon of the third day to buy more booze, and repeating night number 1; i.e. until after 3:00 AM.
Hey, I enjoy a few drinks as much as the next guy. Maybe even more, but enough is enough and when the Father's of these fellows wouldn't even step up, I left.
Cold Lake Kid, you'll fit into my camp well. I kick my brother-in-law out because he loves his beer. One my long time hunting partner may not be back next year as well. These two feed on each other. The drinking would start once we are back to camp. It would continue until they pass out around 8 PM. They both would get up at 4 AM and brags that they are early risers and everyone sleeps in. I drew the line when they started to drink at lunch and went out hunting afterwards. The other members agrees with my actions.
yorgi said:
I gather this guy was new in camp. If so, he didn't know you.
It's only good manners to ask first - especially if you don't know each other. If some stranger starts handling my firearms without permission, he's going to get a talking to.
