Stupidity Reigns...

[Lured In]

So I take my two boys(ages 5 and 7) for an afternoon deer hunt up near Jones Creek just northeast of Camas. We had been out a few times before and so far, I have not been real impressed with the place.

I park the rig at an ORV trailhead. (Jones Creek is a huge motocross/4 wheeling place. The ORV trails close to vehicle use on Nov. 1). The boys and I jump out and start getting ready to walk down the trail when...

I hear the screaching of some yahoos fan belt and turn to see what is going on. Just as I turn a blue Nissan Extra cab (2 wheel drive) starts driving down the ORV trail not 15 feet from the back of my rig. I they drive by I notice they are younger (around 18-20) and have on camo's.

I stand in amazement and watch as they bottom out several times going down the trail with the fan belt wailing away the whole time. I am thinking to myself, "what deer in the right mind is going to stick around for this?" They make it about 100 yards down the trail before they can go no further. So (fan belt still screaching) they turn around and scrape and bounce their way back out of the trail.

As they drive by, I put up my arms and shake my head. They stop and the passenger roles down the window and says, "what...we are just having fun." :shocked: I inform them that the trails are closed to ORV traffic and that TRUCKS are not considered ORV's on these trails. Not to mention he saw me getting ready to go hunt and was not very considerate, giving how obnoxious sounding his rig was. He then proceeds to inform me that they are hunting too. I almost fell over and asked him if he really thought a deer would stand around long enough to find out what the screaching, clanking blue thing was that was coming down the trail.

He again let's me know they are just having fun. At this point I have had it. I pack the boys back in the rig and drive down the hill a half mile or so as these two wackos went the other way.

We enjoyed a great time in the woods together as darkness finally set in and I could no longer see the sights on my muzzleloader.

We jump in the rig and head home. Shortly after we hit the pavement, I notice a truck with its flashers on, rolling slowly with a flat tire. As I pull up, I realize it is the same truck from earlier. Out of personal obligation, I ask if they need help. They declined and I drove home happy.

Thank you Lord for that little piece of oh so sweet justice. :grin:

[GutshotApe]

Yes, sometimes Karma is a great thing.

Last spring I broke with my usual practice of avoiding campgrounds and camped with some friends in the BLM campground on the Klamath River just north of the CA line. About dark two rigs with 6 or 7 teenagers came in and set up camp about 100 yards away from us. Our camp and theirs were the only occupied sites in the campground. One of the rigs in the other group was a big Ford F-350 6-pak, jacked up with huge oversize tires, light rack, loud pipes, etc... It had a CD player with big amp and powerful speakers. They liked country music and had a keg of beer. Just exactly the reason I hate campgrounds. :depressed:

Well, they partied hard until into the wee hours of the morning. I laid in my rack but couldn't get to sleep. Finally at 1:00 AM I fired up my pickup, drove over to the jerk's campsite, ran the front of my rig up to within 15' the revelers as they stood around the fire, hit 'em with my highbeams and layed on the horn to get their attention. I screamed at them to "Shut that *********thing off right now!

One of the young JDs yelled back "F*** You! but another dude went over to the truck and turned down the music. I backed away and went back to our campsite. After a few minutes the party broke up and half the crew got in the 6-pak, fired it up, and left. The other rig's occupants had a tent and went to bed.

The next morning after fishing and then cooking breakfast my group broke camp and headed out. About 1/4 mile up the road we found the big F-350 over the bank and highcentered on some boulders probably 15' below the roadway. It hadn't rolled but was pretty well smashed up. It was going to take a tow truck to pull it out and we were a long way from town. Apparently the drunks in it had walked out to the highway 4 miles away.

HOORAY! There is a God!!! :grin:

[KingFisher85]

hehehe
what comes around goes around :grin:

GutshotApe
were you at the party last night? You should have been, I would have liked to listen to a few of your stories.

[ 12-05-2002, 09:29 PM: Message edited by: KingFisher85 ]