And they dam sure aren't gonna risk jumping a deer for someone
else to get.
Kinda reflects our society in general.
I would love to have a hunting partner that would run ridges and canyons with me. We could absolutely murder blacktail deer. Problem is, I find someone with some potential, take em hunting, we make a plan, start down the ridge and they take a 90 degree turn after a cuppla hunnert yards and end up four miles from the damn truck.
Every.
Single.
Time.
Hunting with a partner is a lost damned art is all I can say.