I was up in the hills when I was younger and had some city boys storm the hut at 2300hrs. In the morning we climbed a ridge and these fullas go "look there is a goat down on the creek bed". They had open sights on their rifles and so did I at the time. They were ready to take the shot from the ridge at the white movement below when I handed them my binos and they could clearly see it was a guy in white overalls walking the creek.
Bloody glad I was with them idiots or that fulla might not be here today.Anyway those clowns climbed the ridge and went further into the hills and I left and proceeded to the car park a couple of hours away and met the dude in the white overalls. We exchanged words....many actualy. Seemed to me he was a pot smoker checking his crop.
And if those young fellas can remember this I hope you are better rookies now!
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