Where does the word " Slob" appear?? I didn't say any such thing. I did quote Walt teasing the guys about Littering his woods. After he got the reaction, we all had a good laugh, and he told them not to worry about the TP.
Take a Deep Breathe, Dave. Let your belt out. Get a grip on yourself. Laugh.
I will admit that my crud level is a bit lower than many. I was raised to leave no sign of my passing but my footprints, and they should be very light. My Muzzle loading club always polices our campsights before we leave, removing ALL trash, replacing the sod where our fire pits were, removing any charred wood that is too large to bury. A week later, the grasses are grown up and you can't see where our tents were. A month later, with a few light rains, you can't find the edges of our fire pits.
I collect trash as I hunt. Partly, it gets the stuff our of the environment; partly, it forces me to slow down more. I pick up all my own trash unless I can't find it. I don't leave behind dirty cleaning patches, for instance. I dig a hole for the gut pile, and/or cover it with leaves. The Coyotes find it just fine, but I try to conceal it from other people using the forests, and grounds.
If I had found that deer lost on my ground, I would have back tracked the deer to locate exactly where it was shot, to learn WHO shot it. Then I would have tried to find them, and make them dispose of the deer- not let it sit and rot.
Not everyone is wired to think that way, and I do NOT expect such behavior from you, or others. I have hunted with other hunters/friends, and taken walks in the woods with friends, who are always both amused and amazed that I am constantly picking up trash of every kind. One day I was walking RR tracks with a friend and his kids. The kids decided they could pick up more trash than I could, so they made a contest about picking up spent shotgun hulls, pop cans, and any plastic they could find. The father didn't think much of it all, as people threw trash out along the tracks all the time. But, when we turned around and began walking home, working the other side of the tracks, he commented on how much more Natural the (cleaned) other side of the tracks were. The kids enjoyed dumping their coat pockets out into the family burn barrel, and comparing it to what I contributed.
I also taught those kids how to identify deer tracks, tell the age, and sex of the animal, and determine the Gait pattern, while we were doing all this. At the river's edge, we found fresh raccoon tracks in the shallow water, which the kids loved. I taught the kids how to count the toes to identify those tracks from those of Beaver.
If I have offended you, I apologize, David. Now, chill! :surrender: :idunno: :thumbsup: