EVERY year at Thanksgiving my wife's uncle has to ask me the same question. "Have ya done any hunting yet?" Then after I tell him that I've been out since September he finally remembers that I'm a bow hunter. He only gun hunts one weekend a year and shoots anything that walks by. His brother puts him in a stand on his property and tells him when and where he will see deer. It drives me crazy! He thinks he is hunter! One year I got so mad when he thought that I was an idiot for passing up three small bucks in one day. He also couldn't comprehend why I only gun hunt the opening weekend at my deer camp. He acted as though I was the stupid one for putting up my rifle and mz for the year. That is when, in not so many words, I let him know that someone who only unpacks his gear for one weekend a year isn't a hunter. Just a killer. He even told me that he is the only one who eats the meat in his family, and that he really doesn't care for it!