Shoot, I fergot the ATFB. Tree hugger? What the hell you talkin' 'bout? Gotta plop a label down on everbody, cause thet's the american way I reckin'. You can't be an individual, you gotta have a cause, everthin' you say has to have a political purpose, an' you gotta be with a crowd. Well, I'm hear to say thet I don't like crowds. I don't like all this brotherhood crap y'all ram down everbody's throats, an' I don't believe for a minute that hunting is better today than it was before it got over commercialized, over technologied, and over populated with pink behinds looking to recapture their manhoods by runnin' 'round the hills with over-sized, under-practiced rifles. I don't like the hippie backpackers what burn up the wood I cut and stashed for next year's hunting camp. Or their smelly wimmins what got hair stickin' outta places where it ain't 'sposed to be. I don't like the new age horse whisperers neither what show up with their flighty arab mounts and end up gettin' throwed and walkin' back or spookin' my mule with their stupidity. I don't like the llamas or the pack dogs. I don't like the ATVs, the old people that feel safe enuff in the hills to take daily walks where there outta be wild animals. There ain't no wilderness. Don't kid yerselfs. I for one, don't like it. Keepin' the trails from becoming four lane highways is jus' one way to keep the crowds down. Outside of forced sterilization I reckin' its as good as any.