(fixed for easy reading not grammar - spelling. Very insightful post 323. Thanks )
and the rant continues!
Well the bad luck with new guys hunting in Alaska with me continues! So have who I thought was a buddy beg and beg me to take him moose hunting. Talk my other friends say hey man he is legit good guy, so they are good with it.
So we take off up to tangle lakes Weds night, get their early around 5 in morning at the parking lot we load up and take off. Things are going good everyone enjoying themselves. My so called bud is using my wife brand new Artic cat we cross the middle fork with no problems and we continue until we hit the first hole Broncoformudv wheels thru it no problems my so called buddy easy in and the whole time going I donít know I donít know he swamps it doesnít help that the dealership in Wasilla forgot to tighten the hose clamp for the snorkel that goes to the belt housing so we drain the belt housing seems like 4 gallons of water comes out, pull the plug drain water from the carb off we go.
So fast forward to the next day the night before we talked on how we did not see any birdís ptarmigan. So next day we see them I shoot one with my ďSo called BuddiesĒ 22 we continue the day run into more birds but we missed them we are heading back to camp and run into more birds I grab Robs 22 pistol and was going to shoot at one but it flew then Rob says there is one right there, so I turned and popped it didnít think nothing of it. The fella who I thought was a bud goes I was going to shoot it I just looked at him and hopped in the ranger and continued on.
So we get back to camp and he disappears about 30 mins later he shows back up he has been on the phone with his wife I asked him what was up and he just loses he it starts yelling at me how I endangered people lives shooting at the bird I was like a 12 year old with a gun I was like what the hell. Anyhow he says his wife will follow my wife up and pcik him up blah blah I tell him to shut the you know what up and he tells me the same and then he wants to fight all I know is I had a e-tool by me I would have beat him on the side of the head with it.
So I he calms down and he decide to stay but in the end I should have told him to pack his S&@t and start walking. My friends at this point are in disbelief shaking their heads telling me I know how to pick them. So now he thinks nothing of it and keeps asking when Iím going hunting again and is ready to ***.
I not even going to mention how he changed our game plan on a stock we were putting a moose as well. So from here on out I will not take anyone I donít know for a t least year hunting with me!