So is the @$$ hole... ...here?

[Vsotok10]

Had the same thing happen at Camp Livingston this past Saturday. We got into the woods at 4 am, and lo and behold a truck pulls in by my buds vehicle at 5:30am. My BIL had already been in the tree for 1.5hrs so the clown decidrs to shine his headlights and spotlights across the entire woods, turns around, goes down the road 100 yds, turns around again, parks behind his truck and cranks up his stereo blaring with all 4 windows down. Leaves after 10 minutes. My BIL decides to climb down around 9:30 and sends me a message as I'm walking out of my area im hunting, so I drive to go and meet him. We begin scouting the area finding rubs (he's hunted this one spot for the last two years) and find a lock on stand and some gear on the ground like someone just threw it around. Then a morbidly obese redneck walks up with a single shot rifle asking what we were doing and we both said we climbed down and are scouting, but why is he leaving a permanent stand in a national forest? He claimed he sets it up the night before so he doesn't spook the deer. I didn't have a good feelin about him, my spidey sense was tingling. Then I think, my G19 and a couple of mags are on the passenger seat of my truck. As I'm walking back to my truck, I spot his even more morbidly obese friend taking cover behind their pickup truck, rifle in hand. I remain calm, sit down in my truck, motion to my BIL and he makes his way to his truck, stripping down to his boxers and readying his shot gun, while asking them what their f**** problem was, while him and I are both readying ourselves for a firefight, both combat veterans, in line units who have seen action. They both had single shot H&R rifles and would have been seriously outgunned by us. They ended up cursing and leaving, and only once my tires hit the highway did I start feeling safe again. I hate stupid rednecks who think they own public land. I hate them so much. I thought I was going to have to kill someone completely derpified.

Grant Parish is a cesspool of inbreeding and ignorance. You did the right thing to keep your cool but prepare for the worse - Livingston can be a lawless place.

 

[doc ace]

Now that I think about it he is lucky they didn't try to rape him!

 

[doc ace]

I figured it was something like that. I'm gonna remember that trick.
1) identify threat
2) get naked
3) acquire weapon and ammo

Lmao it was more or less to get a little cover and distance between them, believe me, him dropping his pants right there made me laugh and caught me off guard too lol

 

[ENVPMBR Shooter]

And this is why I do no hunt public land.......AT ALL!

 

[JR1572]

I would have asked him for his username.

JR1572

 

[hunter5567]

I doubt those two fatboys could even find their winky's to even attempt a rape. Watch your 6 !!

 

[doc ace]

I would have asked him for his username.

JR1572

I was thinking the same thing, brother.

 

[Emperor]

Now that I think about it he is lucky they didn't try to rape him!

Was this one of them?

 

[Emperor]

I would have asked him for his username.

JR1572

I was thinking the same thing, brother.

I could provide you guys with a few from the past that I think would fit the bill, but I have to maintain a low profile.

 

[Emperor]

Grant Parish is a cesspool of inbreeding and ignorance. You did the right thing to keep your cool but prepare for the worse - Livingston can be a lawless place.

Hey! Dry Prong is in Grant Parish. What a coincidence!

Seriously though, it's not just certain Parishes or places. Louisiana has been blessed with a full plate of hunting douchery from Ida to Port Eades. HA! Look those two up.

It is this "I've been hunting here all my life, so it's mine" mentality. It is the biggest reason that private landowners just don't want to be bothered with good people asking permission to hunt their properties. Well that and being sued of course!

When I hear people on here complaining that there are no places to hunt unless you are in a high priced hunting club, this^ mentality is why.

 

[Vsotok10]

Now that I think about it he is lucky they didn't try to rape him!

No chance of that, he wasn't a blood relative.

 

[MikeP]

It is hard to believe the sense of entitlement, arrogance and selfishness of some people. I believe some of the "road rage" so prevalent today comes from the same mentality.

When I'm hunting on public land, I purposely try to park as far away from other hunters as I can. I don't care if it may be a less promising spot, I just want to enjoy the woods and any game harvested is just gravy anyway.

 

[Emperor]

I would say a rape would be the least of the worries when total a$$holes go into the woods. I also believe there are people (through the assistance of meth, alcohol, or the redneck drug du jour), in Louisiana that are capable of this type of event below.

http://news.minnesota.publicradio.org/features/2004/11/22_kelleherb_huntershooting/

When you realize how vulnerable you are to an unsuspecting douche with a gun in the woods, it can be scary!

 

[spec50trout]

Was this one of them?

"you got a perddy mouth boi" "louda boi squeal louda"

 

[VeedUp]

Never hunted on public land, almost went on a trip with some friends to Red River, glad I didn't. My friend has 9 acres in St. Tammany my boys can squirrel and rabbit hunt on.

 

[Emperor]

Never hunted on public land, almost went on a trip with some friends to Red River, glad I didn't. My friend has 9 acres in St. Tammany my boys can squirrel and rabbit hunt on.

Risking your life on a Wildlife Management Area in Louisiana was a rite of passage in the 80's! Standing on line at 4:30 in the morning to sign in at the opening either sex season on Thistlethwaite, Red River, Sherburne, and others while smelling alcohol and marijuana wafting off of some of the idiots in line with you was an experience that you just can't appreciate without actually doing it.

Once, I was in a tree in Thisltethwaite and I heard 3 successive shotgun blasts about 25 yards away from me. Someone in the distanced yelled, "What did you get?" The shooter, screaming as if he had just bagged a 190 B&C, replied; "Dude, it was a wild chicken!"

I will leave that there for you all to ponder!

 

[DBMJR1]

I used to hunt Honey Island. I learned real quick to pirogue away from the rest of the yahoos. Then one year, a teen who was boating to the back to avoid the yahoos, was fatally shot in the head. In his boat, before dawn. That cinched it for me. Too dangerous.

Even back then, it would sound like WWIII five minutes before dawn on opening day for large game.

 

[oleheat]

Risking your life on a Wildlife Management Area in Louisiana was a rite of passage in the 80's! Standing on line at 4:30 in the morning to sign in at the opening either sex season on Thistlethwaite, Red River, Sherburne, and others while smelling alcohol and marijuana wafting off of some of the idiots in line with you was an experience that you just can't appreciate without actually doing it.

Once, I was in a tree in Thisltethwaite and I heard 3 successive shotgun blasts about 25 yards away from me. Someone in the distanced yelled, "What did you get?" The shooter, screaming as if he had just bagged a 190 B&C, replied; "Dude, it was a wild chicken!"

I will leave that there for you all to ponder!

Wasn't it Thistlethwaite where the bowhunter got blown out of a lock-on by a squirrel hunter back in the early '80s? Seems like I remember something about that from way back when.....IIRC, the poor dude wasn't killed, at least.

 

[Vsotok10]

I would say a rape would be the least of the worries when total a$$holes go into the woods. I also believe there are people (through the assistance of meth, alcohol, or the redneck drug du jour), in Louisiana that are capable of this type of event below.

http://news.minnesota.publicradio.org/features/2004/11/22_kelleherb_huntershooting/

When you realize how vulnerable you are to an unsuspecting douche with a gun in the woods, it can be scary!

Livingston is a place where the druggies don't have to worry about the watchful eye. Definitely not the place to be during the night and apparently now hunting season.

 

[Emperor]

I used to hunt Honey Island. I learned real quick to pirogue away from the rest of the yahoos. Then one year, a teen who was boating to the back to avoid the yahoos, was fatally shot in the head. In his boat, before dawn. That cinched it for me. Too dangerous.

Even back then, it would sound like WWIII five minutes before dawn on opening day for large game.

Wasn't it Thistlethwaite where the bowhunter got blown out of a lock-on by a squirrel hunter back in the early '80s? Seems like I remember something about that from way back when.....IIRC, the poor dude wasn't killed, at least.

These reminded me of a guy here in Louisiana that had shot and killed two people on separate occasions way back in either the late 70's or very early 80's. One was his friend or something, and the other was his brother-in-law or something like that.

I had always suspected at least the latter one was intentional, because I remember the details were sketchy, his story didn't make sense, and people that knew both men were saying they really didn't like each other; and went on to wonder why they would ever agree to go hunting together.

As I recall, he got away with both as hunting accidents. You would think if a hunter kills one guy, he wouldn't find very many others that would trust him to go with him again!?! Especially someone that dislikes him.

Maybe one of you guys recollects better than I.