Two knucklehead brothers booked a new bush pilot to drop-off and later pick-up for their annual Canadian backwoods moose hunt. After a week, the pilot returned to find them with their gear at the dock and with a moose apiece in meat and heads for mounting. I cant take all of that out. It will overload me said the pilot. Heck, our last pilot had the same model float plane as you and we were able to take off with larger moose said one of the brothers. The pilot was new, eager to please and didnt want to get a bad reputation so he loaded the plane. The plane strained to make it into the air and clipped the pines on the way out and crashed. When the smoke cleared and the pilot and brothers staggered out of the wreckage, one brother asked where in the heck are we? The other said: I think its where we crashed last year.
