Or the ones that insist on climbing an easy hill using both their feet and their hands, all the while claiming "this is so bloody dangerous, this is so steep, I'm scared, are we there yet". And then when you've climbed about 100 metres, not so quietly to a ridge/glassing point and they stand up straight and climb on to the ridge and go "this is cool". Took 2 guys like this out for their first tahr. Hell it was only 500 metres to the first animal, but they couldnt or wouldnt walk up the tussock, all the time telling their mate how bloody difficult it was. And then get them lying in the tussock watching a bull come down for his evening feed about 200 metres away, plain as day. But they insisted on using their bino's and talking about it, but still couldnt see it. At 150 I told the first guy to take it, still couldnt see it standing in low tussock 150 metres away. So I told him to lay down, get his rest and rifle ready and point it up the hill. Then I stood behind him and wound his bloody scope back down to 3X cos he'd wound it up to find the bull. Then I placed his rifle dead in line with said tahr. All the time these 2 numpties are yakking away to each other like they were miles apart. Then I told him to aim more left as the bull moved, then more left, then more left. Then I talked rather quietly, but in no uncertain terms - "the other fucking left!" finally the bull was about 100-110 and he finally saw it and yelled, "I've found it, I've found it! Bull stops, stands up higher, and ol' mate misses! Another shot and we had our bull. Oh dont we just live for these sorts of hunts.
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