Not fishing but.... Here is the reason I dumped a hunting "buddy".....
I'd organised a weekend pig hunting trip with someone I'd hunted with a few times, seemed ok. I had to call the hunt off a few days before because something unexpected had cropped up, and organised it for the following weekend. But I taken that person there a few times before and he and some random mates went there hunting anyway. They got their Landrover stuck on the track, went back to the farm and borrowed the tractor without asking. While trying to pull the Landy out they rolled the tractor down the hill and into the river..... And I get an irate farmer ringing me that night asking why I said they were allowed to go out......
Or; another doozy..... You bring an acquaintance out for a hunt. He asks if his mate can come too. "Sure" I say. Coming back we stop the wagon and talk to the farmer who is helluva frosty with me compared to usual. I just think that he must've had a barney with the missus or a bad case of man-opause and think nothing of it. I get home and about an hour later get a ring from the farmer absolutely losing his nut with me..... Turn's out the "mate" and a few of his mates had been out there the week earlier rounding up all the cockies wild goats..... That was in the days when a white feral nanny was fetching $600-ish dollars.
I pleaded not guilty to him; because I didn't know anything about it. I apologised profusely and thankfully he calmed down and realised that I was as f***ed off as him. And also thankfully; didn't ban me from the property. I rang my mate up and blew my stack. Turns out he didn't know anything about it either! His "friend" had f***ed us both over.....
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