Case: The Novice. The guy who's taken up a new hobby, killing.
The one listening to all the stories, asking what's best
for killing the big bucks (and buck's). The one who walks
into K-Mart and drop a few hundred on the counter for
everything required for an Alaskan polar bear outing.
Case: The Buck-Fever's. The guy who shoots at sounds, through
trees, around corners, at anything that's not wearing
Blaze Orange... Usually the ones with Semi-Auto weapons,
so they can empty the gun shooting at the deer running full
speed across the field, almost out of shootable range.
Case: The Dominant's of the Camp. The guys that tell you where to
sit, what to eat, where not to go, how to shoot the deer, how
to gut it, and how to drag it... Yet to help you drag it...
Case: The Followers. The ones who follow you wherever you go, hoping
you'll see 2 deer instead of just 1, but usually cause enough
ruckus that you don't see any!
Case: The Smokers. They usually find a spot upwind from you and spook
the deer well before you have a chance to.
Recap: I am a hunter, both rifle and bow, a smoker (who leaves the cig's
at camp), and am fortunate enough to hunt on a privately owned 40
acre plot.
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-if you have to ask get out of the way-
Have you ever been stopped by a traffic cop and, while he was
writing a ticket or giving you a warning, you got the feeling that
he would just love to yank you out of the car, right through the
window, and smash your face into the front fender?...
