This... It is sad but true. A very good friend of mine wanted to go on a hunt with me last year and I finally caved after I took my top hitlist buck. On the way up he kept making comments about which bucks he was going to shoot, where he was going to go etc. After a short conversation, I stopped the truck and turned us around to go back to the camp. Too much invested in a place to get it "right" to let someone come in with nothing involved to reap the benefits. Spent the rest of the evening having a beer and cooking out instead of hunting.

My father is the only person that I let come hunt. He comes a couple times and he most likely will shoot something that I would not have, but he toted my butt around for all those years so I won't ever say a word about it and be just as happy for him.