We have to know where he’s coming from. I have watched dozens of Randy’s videos. Randy was born in “the day” of a truly exceptional, shining America. I glean he’s lived his entire life in the gorgeous, idyllic, wide open West, but more than that, at the exact era that technology and prosperity made it both comfortable and accessible, so that it became the envy of hunters and outdoorsmen from all over.
Randy would have seen first hand the peak and decline of big game health, the expansion of our population, roads and housing, fencing, and the proliferation of fancy, expensive game-killing bullets and cheaper, more disposable magnum rifles, to saturate the closets of millions of suburbanites who can’t wait to escape the office and let out their inner survivalist, for a bit.
Randy, like professional guides, outfitters and all gunsmiths, probably has a love hate relationship with certain aspects of his clientele. I’m sure he’s seen guys that are amped up to their gills to transmit pics at light speed from the wilderness of Wyoming of them prevailing over a leaf-eating herd animal, with nothing more than a rifle, only to try to give the animal away to avoid any additional hassle or costs. Those are ironically the guys most in need of paying for supervision by a PH.
I’m sure Randy has contemplated that at the rate $3.50 premium factory hunting rounds are delivered to Cabelas, there's not enough game on the continent to absorb just the bullet stock on guys’ shelves that’s already more than 10 years old.
Guys actually post game camera and other videos of maimed animals trying to survive. It’s tough to see. Hunters don’t have equal skill or equipment, though. Randy and others have talked at length about minimum energy and minimum marksmanship. If I were in that line of work, I might just cut out several, very heavy silhouettes of different sizes, and see at the camp’s perimeter prior to leaving, what will and won’t fall, or even be hit, and maybe accept a few gentleman’s bets along the way.