[InChiefsHeaven]

Went out for opening day firearm in Nebraska last weekend. Couple things:

To warm, and WAY to goddam windy. Saturday morning hit the tree line at 6:15, but there were MANY other hunters out there. That's the problem when you have to hunt CRP. Me and two buddies take the weekend every year and go to the same spot. Usually somebody gets something, but this year, maybe the heat, the wind, the crowded hunting, I dont' know...but we didn't even hear more than 5 shots all morning, for miles around. Strange opening day for sure. Usually after the horn goes off, it's like WWIII, but nothing.

Then, at about 8 AM, I heard a .22 go off in our area. Then I heard voices. Then my buddy got on the radio saying there were a couple guys walking around with camo and NO ORANGE. These were the dickwads walking around shooting their .22. This went on for HOURS. We never saw them after my buddy called it in, but we heard the little ****ers. Basically blew the hunt. Left at lunch and came back for an evening hunt. STILL could hear them. That's just...strange. Ran into a farmer before lunch who said he called the game warden because he had heard from others that these idiots were out there. Obviously, didn't make a difference. That was actually a little scary. I was hearing bullets wizzing through the trees over my head. I thought about marching off to confront them, but I'm wearing orange, they're not...who knows what these assholes might have been on. Scary for sure...

Next day, got out early and nobody was around. Windier than Saturday. I actually had a 5x5 walk right up behind me, no shit maybe 10 feet away, but I had no shot. I looked him right in the eye over my shoulder though...that was actually really cool.

Took a desperation shot at some does about 5 minutes after that. Missed, too far away.

Shitty weekend. Thinking about going out tomorrow...but its gonna be cold as hell. I dunno. We'll have to see.