Around here, the “hunters” run the full gamut from ethical and well informed to self-absorbed idiots. I’m too worried about that second category to think the first category makes me safe in the woods.
I knew a kid whose dad worked in a body shop back in the 60s. The owner brought in a bright yellow car that had several bullet holes in it. That perfectly matched the owner’s rifle. He was deer hunting. More recently (still in the 20th century though) a friend who worked in the woods dived into a stream when he heard a shot and saw leaves near his face blown apart by the bullet. A bit later, wanting to warm up with some food, he went into the first food/drink place he found and heard a hunter talking about having taken a great sound-shot but couldn’t find the deer. My friend left before HE committed murder.
Around here, the “hunters” run the full gamut from ethical and well informed to self-absorbed idiots. I’m too worried about that second category to think the first category makes me safe in the woods.
I knew a kid whose dad worked in a body shop back in the 60s. The owner brought in a bright yellow car that had several bullet holes in it. That perfectly matched the owner’s rifle. He was deer hunting. More recently (still in the 20th century though) a friend who worked in the woods dived into a stream when he heard a shot and saw leaves near his face blown apart by the bullet. A bit later, wanting to warm up with some food, he went into the first food/drink place he found and heard a hunter talking about having taken a great sound-shot but couldn’t find the deer. My friend left before HE committed murder.