I have always had pleasant encounters with game wardens until this year. We shot an antelope not too far from the truck, instead of gutting or quartering it at the kill site we decided to drag it to the truck so it didn't get a bunch of dirt and crap in it.
Antelope are obviously small and the drag was easy, wanted to take it home whole so I could take my time processing it to harvest as much as possible. (I typically quarter everything and pack it out)
Get close to the truck and I dump the guts there, game warden pulls up, we show him the permit all is good.
Then he starts badgering me accusing us of shooting in on private and taking it to public land, he states that people that don't gut at kill sites are hiding something. I see his point of view and am sure it happens a fair amount, so I tell him my reasoning of why I did what I did, he proceeds to basically call me a liar 3 more times.
By this time I have already told him multiple times that I would walk him back to the kill site to prove to him where it was shot since there was a lot of blood from the shot, he continues to refuse to walk over there and keeps giving me a bunch of shit.
I finally start matching his assholeness and tell him if he doesn't want to go to the kill site than that's his problem not mine. He finally says I guess you seem like your trustworthy and leaves.
Initially I had no problem with him questioning it because its a fair assessment but the escalation and laziness to go look at the kill site was ridiculous.
He was a whack job.