Who ever had a nightmare hunting partner.

had a friend that was an awsome partner, was a registered chessapeak bay retriever,
had another freind was a fair partner, good to have around , so we invited another guy and his freind to come out to our hunting camp,
one rule we had was NO booze in our camp,
what did they bring instead of food ,:cheers: 9 cases of beer, and 7 40, ouncers, so my friend and i snuck back to camp and set up all their beer and proceeded to emty them via 22 taget:shotgun:, whe they showed up we had their 40 ounceers set up and they thought it would be fun to shoot these bottles:ar15: , when they asked where it came from we told it was theirs, well then they was mad and were going to leave, but smart donkey us we had their truck key and wouldnt give them to them till they cleaned up all the broken glass,
needless to say we have never heard from them drunks again :dancingbanana:
 
cant_rope_the_wind01 said:
had a friend that was an awsome partner, was a registered chessapeak bay retriever,
had another freind was a fair partner, good to have around , so we invited another guy and his freind to come out to our hunting camp,
one rule we had was NO booze in our camp,
what did they bring instead of food ,:cheers: 9 cases of beer, and 7 40, ouncers, so my friend and i snuck back to camp and set up all their beer and proceeded to emty them via 22 taget:shotgun:, whe they showed up we had their 40 ounceers set up and they thought it would be fun to shoot these bottles:ar15: , when they asked where it came from we told it was theirs, well then they was mad and were going to leave, but smart donkey us we had their truck key and wouldnt give them to them till they cleaned up all the broken glass,
needless to say we have never heard from them drunks again :dancingbanana:
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I remember the times when drinking was a big thing. Times have changed and for the better I believe. Perhaps we are just getting older but booze is no longer part of my hunting trips at all. Funny how when there is no booze there are no arguments, hang overs, trucks getting stuck, or any other of those trip ruining things. Hunting has become a pleasant stress reducing all around better thing since we got rid of the drinking component. I just wish those who see a hunting trip as nothing more than an opportunity to party would do one thing or another. Stay home and party or sober up and hunt. That is well over $500 worth of liquor. Just think of what else that cash cold do for a hunting trip. That is a fair bit of fuel that would of been payed for right there.


Good on you for educating those fellows.

"Give a man a bottle and he'll be drunk for the day. Take away his booze by shooting it all to hell and you can hunt peacefully for life" or so the saying goes:D
 
greengoblin said:
My dad. first thing he does in the morning is sink 2 beers, finish off whatever rye is left from the night before, and rolls a huge hash joint, throws a 24 in the truck and starts driving the atv trails 3mph shooting at plastic bags, rocks, moss etc hopping its a rabbit or grouse, grabbing another beer everytime he gets out to pick up his kill, or confirm is the plastic bag is dead or not,ejecting the spent shell but loading another(pump) and getting back in the truck with the safety off and id have to tell him everytime to unoad it or put the safety on.

we get to our area an get out of the truck, im loading my gun and i hear a shot and see dirt and twigs fly up 10 feet away from me,his gun was loaded cocked and the safety off, while weve been driving bumpy atv trails with me in the back seat and the barrel pointing towards me...thats near kill #1. later i see a rabbit and shoot it but it ran just over a small hill, not sure if its dead my dad cocks his gun and we both go over to see, its dead, we walk back down and i hear a bang pellets flying off tree to the front and right of me..oh sorry safety was off...#2..day is done we go to the cottage, 5 hours later were all good and drunk. i go to move my dads gun cause it was resting on a chair, after the bs that day i thought id better check it and what do you know...chambered round safety off...i flipped and told him off like i never before. i will never hunt with my dad ever again
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Good lord! Sounds like this scene from Monty Python:

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Worst guy I've ever hunted with was a friend of my brother. He was one of those know-it-all, asshats who was a cheapskate to boot. He 'invited' himself along on a two week moose-hunting trip to central Newfoundland. Claimed he didn't have any money to help out with gas, his sum-total of provisions was a single loaf of bread and a 5lb bag of potatoes.

I didn't want to take the SOB to begin with, but he was my brother's friend and he'd put the touch on our dad (who had a soft-spot for hard-luck cases). We ended up carting his ass 800 miles for free, feeding him for two weeks, and while we filled our caribou tags, we ended up with one moose tag unfilled, because he muffed a stalk on us and we didn't get a shot at the only legal adult moose we saw that trip. He ended up wounding the calf, which we had to track and finish. We even field dressed it and wrapped it up using our own cheese cloth to allow the meat to cool and to keep it clean.

A reasonable person would've had the decency to at least offer a quarter from the calf given the extra expense he'd been. Nope! About a month later he showed up with a half-dozen packages of moose sausage that he "didn't like, as they were too spicy." to give to my dad.

He finally clued into what an idiot this guy was. We didn't run a dry camp, we enjoyed a beer or a drink in the evenings, but we made sure all the guns were unloaded and safely stored before anyone took a single drink. This idiot spent the whole two weeks drinking our beer and our booze. After a couple of days, I said to the rest of the guys that I was sick of this idiot sponging off us. He didn't even help around camp cutting wood, washing dishes, cooking, etc... My brother and father opted to keep supporting him.

Looking at the sausage, my dad politely declined and showed the asshat the door. He looked at me and apologized for ruining our trip by allowing that douche bag to tag along. Karma is a #####, the same guy had his wife leave him for an even bigger loser she worked with, taking their young daughter with her.

The same guy ended up shooting and killing a beagle several seasons later owned by a guy I went to school with. He blew the dogs front leg off and they had to finish it off. The idiot shot at movement, while rabbit hunting, rather than making sure of his target.

My brother wanted to take my dogs hunting sometime after that, I asked who he was planning on hunting with. The asshat was included in the party. I said no F-ing way. Not a chance in Hell! I think my brother has finally clued in on just what a douche this guy is/was.

Funny how some people can't/won't see or recognize that someone really close to them is a complete idiot and/or a dangerous idiot. In their screwed up relationship, they allow themselves to be used and end up enabling the continued asshat behaviour. Glad to see he has finally smartened up.
 
Went whitetail hunting a couple of years ago with an ex-work acquaintance and was nearly shot with a .50 cal muzzleloader because he decided to shoot at the same deer I was lined up on. The buck came down a fence line I was sitting on, ran 10 feet by me, I stood up to shoot, missed because I was using my stupid scope, the other guy was about 20 feet behind me over my shoulder and also fired and missed.
I asked him if he also shot, he said he didn't know if he did or not!!! Turns out he did, which means he fired the same time as me and would have had to cover my body to get the shot off, still don't know how I wasn't killed. So haven't gone with him since, he also can't drive, is all over the road and forced a vehicle that was closing beside us into the ditch because he moved over without looking. Another time we were coming home from the range, he wasn't paying attention, hit the soft gravel shoulder, went down into the ditch like it was a normal procedure and back up again and never said anything, I was so shocked I couldn't even speak. Done with him and he doesn't know why, says I've "changed"
 
greengoblin said:
i flipped and told him off like i never before. i will never hunt with my dad ever again
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Man, I hope you're makin' this chit up! :eek:

X-man said:
....cheapskate , know-it-all, asshats, SOB, hard-luck cases, idiot, idiot, idiot, asshat, douche bag, idiot, asshat, douche, complete idiot, dangerous idiot, asshat behaviour....
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Very descriptive. I'da been inclined to say, 'If he's in, I'm out'.
 
This year's probationary candidate did make the cut due to issues with species identification.

Last years probationary candidate was voted off the Island for being a complete posser who whined profusely because he only shot a forker and not a 190+ (because he had all the latest and greatest $chitt).

A few years back it was a newbie who I took a chance on. Not only was he extremely cheap, but even more unmotivated. Late in the AM, couldn't do the day...and smoked like a frikkin chimney.

I did have an excellent time this year with two "new in town" hunters (son and father-in law from ON) who had yet to tag any critters, so HUNTSMAN and I took them out. The father-in law tagged a 6 point WT buck, and the younger guy had lots of oppurtunities. I have lots of time for folks like that, and was glad to be part of it.
 
Wow, some of these stories are pretty bad. My problems with hunting partners is guys who chronically can't make it until a day after the rest of the group, or always leave a day early(or both). They don't want to do the work of making/breaking camp, since we hunt out of a canvas tent with a stove and bunks. One of these guys was a condescending know it all(not allowed back any more), and the other guy just does what ever he wants. I also have a buddy (in a different hunting group)that has muzzle control issues, but is otherwise a great guy.(just stay outta the way lol)
 
Hi,

New to the forum and I had a related story. Put my friend in my best stand this archery season in hopes he would get his first deer ever. The second morning I stayed out in the field hunting Turks while he hunted the hardwoods.
At around 8:30am I heard a shot from his xbow. It turns out he took a shot at a grouse, missed and lost his bolt (one expensive miss). At around 9:15 I took a walk over to natures outhouse, and upon returning I noticed my van driving throught the field. I knew that could only mean one thing...he bagged a deer! Awesome, right? Not really.
I hopped into the passenger seat and congratulated him and all was great until he said in a arrogent/disrespectful tone "I had to put 3 arrows in the f***er!" I felt instant anger. Turns out after telling him over, and over, and over again to never intentionally shoot a deer in the back, or while it's moving, he did the exact opposite. I also told him that if you do accidentally spine a deer, climb down from your stand asap and place your second shot cleanly in the vitals. He did the opposite. He shot his last broadhead from the stand while the deer was rolling around and hit it in the stomach. Guess what...only one bolt left and it's tipped with a field point. So he shot through the heart...and it took forever to die. Did I mention he filmed the whole gong show complete with smack talk dialogue? There's more, but I think I've rambled enough. The whole thing made me ill (still does), and I still feel terrible for that deer. Needless to say that was the first and last time. Sorry for the rant, I just can't seem to wrap my head around how some people's attitudes change when in certain positions.

tman74
 
Wow. This is a wild thread.

My hunting partners snore. They have been known to miss very easy shots. They tell the same stories over and over again. Sometimes they like to nap after lunch instead of heading back into the bush. I guess I'm a pretty lucky guy:)
 
tie on that MOOSE

had a buddy of mine fully disassemble his rifle while waiting on a marsh for a moose that we seen earlier that week. when I seen this I never hunted with him after.

I said to him I'd tie on the moose, while we wait for him to reassembly his rifle.
He said he wanted to see how it worked.

engineers, AHHHHHHH!!!!
 
This is crazy . Theres absolutely no reason why anyone should come home in a freaking body bag after a hunting a trip , "hey hunny got some bad news i nailed your 4 point husband , tough luck eh!" , let alone consuming alcohol while using a firearm is the most absurd and irresponsible thing i think i have seen yet .
I just got my hunting license papers not too long ago and it wouldnt take me a second though of calling most of this stuff into the CO's , i have no tolerance for stupidity no would i just accept it and really am trying to understand how most of these situations were allowed to transpire .

To be quite honest i was pumped when i passed my hunting course but if this is the kind of behavior to be expected im better taking my chances staying at the range.
 
I "had" a hunting partner who refused to shop before hand, never had anything ready on the day to leave, did not cook or clean up at camp, couldn't shoot to save his lide and then cried if he didn't get an animal....finally called him on it last year and he told us all to forget about inviting him along then...we did...he cried....tale of woe ended
 
I have hunted with a buddy for the last twenty years or so that likes to be out and about but has no clue about being quiet .He coughs , sneezes, blows his nose ,clears his throat , wants to talk constantly, slams truck doors, can't walk quietly, can't sit still for any length of time, is bored easily and wants to be home by 1:30 in the afternoon ....'cause he has things to do(I suspect that is his nap time) .
He won't go into the bush by himself( What do you think I am....A jeezus savage ?)
Most of these hinderences are solved by us driving around alot or sitting in heated tree stands(prolly why I built so many in different places).
Why do I hunt with him ? ...well he is a lot of fun (some of those newfie stories are hilarious), is generous to a fault , doesn't mind pitching in AND gets buck fever so bad sometimes lets me shoot most of his animals.......which I hafta gut anyway, whether or not I shoot the deer or moose .
Plus he is a fair shot, handles guns safely and doesn't try to stretch the game laws .
 
only ever had one hunting partner he scared the #### out of me when I was sitting on the back of his quad. I thought I was going to die then we seen a little buck so I shot it and the day was good.
 
snoopycda said:
I've had many. some dangerous some just inconsiderate. accidental discharge in truck, outside truck and on trail. however these are a valuable tool for teaching as long as nobody gets hurt. we all start somewhere and i was a rookie once also. my truck fared o.k. when my long time partner had his parker hale 270wby discharge while entering the truck, leaving a nice hole leading directly into the cab mount cookie. we were way back in camp wainwright and i thought he may have hit the trans or a tire or possible oil pan. i still hunt with him when we have time and he is more careful now. another buddy, an older fellow and a friends neighbor was invited out as he had a cow draw. there were three of us and normally we would split the kill three equal ways. he was insistent that he take half and we split the other half as it was his draw. i was supplying the fifty four thousand dollar truck and doing almost all of the cleaning not to mention the driving so i didn't think that was a fair trade for a thirty dollar tag. i haven't invited him since. another good friend was invited to come with us to rock lake north of Hinton. we arrived at an agreeable spot and exited the truck to start our hunt. this guy gets out and unloads his 10/22 into the bank of the road yelling "woohoo!" i am quite sure there was an unexplained mass migration of game from the immediate area. i was invited to hunt anothers property and was given the layout and where everybody would be. we were using the truck as a ground blind and watching a field bordered with dense brush and willows for about two hours. i caught movement on my left and watched four does running at a nervous gate from our left to our right. istepped out of the truck with my 375 h&h (yes thats right 375 h&h) and waited for them to clear another hunter on a tree stand. when all was well i lined on the lead animal, swung through and fired. it was a beautiful shot and i am glad i had witnesses. they were directly in front and out of their zone watching us and the same field of fire we were. that scared the shisen out of me when the headlights of their quads came on. it was a good thing i was shooting down a slight hill or i would be telling a different story here as a deer will not stop a 375 h&h. this is just a few of them, there are more i remember and some i forget. my worst rookie mistake was "dry" firing a thirty o six in the house without checking the chamber. this is a very loud noise in a confined room for a sixteen year old. i almost had to change my underwear that day. that was 30 years ago and i have not done it since.
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Have you ever heard of a paragraph? I guess we should be thankful he left spaces between the words...
 
C carry I want these ####tards with a gun in a super market,movie theater, I think this thread should disappear!!!
 
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