Hunting Camp Find
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Well there I was sitting in my recliner
watching hunting videos on the �OUT� channel when the urge came over me to
check the Quick Quarter for a hunting club/camp for me and my bro �n� law to join.� I found what seemed to be a nice one with
7800 acres of under cut timber and a camping area with all the utilities for
$300. It was located on the south west side of Louisiana about 30 miles north
of Lake Charles.� I figured that wasn�t
too bad of a drive so we called the guy who runs the club and set up an
appointment for Saturday morning. The guy told us that he was just starting the
club and was in need of 10 to 12 members. He said his land buts up to another
club of about the same size so deer would be bountiful. ��� We got started a little late (due to Gene
oversleeping) but by 8a.m. we were on the road headed west.� We were feeling good and hopeing we would
find this to be crowded with deer track and nice hard woods. Well, about 25
minutes from the house I ask Gene �Do you have the guys number?� Uh� I think I
forgot it in my car�So back to the house we went and by the time we got started
again it was 9:15 a.m. ���� The guy had told us to call him when we
came into town and he would meet us and show us around.� We got to the town and called him, but there
was no answer so we waited 30 minutes and tried again�still no answer.� We decided to ride around and just check out
the surrounding area when we saw a couple of entrances to some hunting clubs and
a some guys going in. We chased them down to ask if they knew where the club
was that we were looking for. One of the fellows said �yes we know where it is,
but we are looking for members too,� if
yall want to look around we will show what we have�. We agreed. ���� We followed them down a pretty nice
little dirt road that lead us through undercut pines and more undercut pines
until we reached their so-called camp�.Let me tell you,� I have never seen the likes of what they
were calling a camp.� It was about 20
old worn out campers without wheels, shantys, leantoos, tarps strung over
cables and something I didn�t know what to call it, as there main gathering
�for no better word �shelter�. Then he proceeded to tell us� � You don�t want to go to the other guys
club���cause they�re a bunch of rednecks and�
some �all around shady characters��
his words .� ���� He then told us that they really didn�t
come there to hunt. He said �Most of the other 45 hunters in the club average
one deer a year, and if you are� real
lucky, you may get two�.� �If you are
looking to get your limit, you are pissing in the wind�.� However, they would love for us to join and
we could put a camper next to theirs,�
of course there was no electricity or water. But they didn�t come there
for the comforts of home, they came to drink and cook out and have some right
down cool parties! ������ I looked at Gene who was giving the
camping area a good once over and he looked at me.� I could tell he didn�t think this was our type of camping club, so
I just shook there hands and told them that we were going to go talk to the guy
we had set up the meeting with and that if we didn�t like what we saw we would
be sure to get back with them.� As soon
as we got back into the truck I said to Gene �This place sucks and if they
don�t have any deer what in hell makes us think the neighbor has any?� He just
looked at me and said� �I was ready to
turn around and go back home as soon as Mr Backwoods opened his mouth�. Yep my
sentiments exactly. ������� So the search goes on to find a
hunting club,� where a man can kill a
few deer and do a little camping.�
Hopefully without breaking the bank or having to fight with the guy
camping next to you, �cause he had a few too many and decided you needed a good
ass whippin'�not too much to ask huh? |
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