It used to bother me, 30 years ago when I was the only one in our group taking the time to scout. But I enjoyed that time out there too. It made me a better woodsman and ultimately a better hunter.
Now, not a big deal. It's about the friends and the hunt. If my information leads to one of my best friends notching their tag and I don't, I could really care less. It was a good year for the camp and another version of stories to tell.