Every year I hunt some of the most scenic elk country in the US with a couple of really great guys. I've also hunted the same territory for deer with one of our campfire members, Snubbie, who's proved to be a good friend.
Why in the world would I want to hunt with someone I don't like when I have this kind of hunting just out the door?

“In a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”
― George Orwell

It's not over when you lose. It's over when you quit.