My brother, not very experienced, but experienced enough, discharged his rifle while unloading it this year while standing right behind me. Luckily he was pointing in a safe direction. It is unacceptable and totally the fault of the hunter.
I didn't hunt with him the rest of trip. He wouldn't take full responsibility for his actions.
He will not be going again.
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Sounds like your brother and mine are clones.
My brother not once but twice committed an unforgivably negligent act with a firearm.
First was about 35 years ago when I was but in my mid teens while he was proudly showing a group of his and my friends in our basement his new 6" S&W M29 44 magnum while exercising inexcusably horrible muzzle discipline sweeping most of the occupants of the room with the muzzle of the gun. I promptly and quite un diplomatically brought this to his attention, to which he replied:
What do you think I'm a F**#@ging idiot? of course it's unloaded!!!" and to prove this proceeds to as he thought dry fire and unloaded gun towards a shelf full of books he was standing next to and much to everyone's horror to gun go's BOOOM!!!
Second and LAST time I ever allowed myself to be around him if firearms were involved was at a public range shooting skeet with my clay bird thrower. Again he was exercising inexcusably horrible muzzle discipline this time with my relatively new shiny 12ga 870 Wingmaster. As he stood there with it pointing at my midsection with my back facing down range, I demanded he point the muzzle skyward and give me MY shot gun that vary second, he then poked me in the stomach with the muzzle out of reaction I grabbed the muzzle to move it away from me and he yanked back hard resulting in the 870 discharging.
I do not think any of the pellets that I had lodged under my skin were from the actual discharged shell but from the several shells that pellets from the originally discharged shell had hit the primers of the 12ga trap shells I had in my skeet vest I later found judging from the ruptured ends of the shells and holes in my vest had partially discharged while in my vest pocket. It could have been an unimaginably bad tragedy resulting in more than one person wooded. Thankfully I only ended up digging out a few #7-1/2 pellets from under my skin.
My friends had all they could do to stop me from literally beating my brother to a bloody mess which was no simple task as I'm a big guy and it was a multiple repeat effort on my part as I can assure you. As it was I refused to give him a ride home and made him go home in the other car my friends rode to the range in.
I have never allowed myself to be around my brother if firearms are involved ever again and never had much to do with him after that as he literally said it was all my fault for having grabbed the barrel and nothing would've happened if i had not grabbed the barrel in the first place.