OK....here we go....my general paint with a broad brush feeling about shotgun hunters again rears its ugly head. I've bowhunted this piece without intrusion for years and never have seen anyone...nor should I. Now in first day of shotgun...of course I have an issue.
At 930 some clown comes walking in here...in my tracks. Right to my stand. I'm on posted private land where I'm the only one with permission. He sees me in the the tree at 20 yards and turns to leave. Now I have to yell at him to stay right there.
I get down, and ask him why he's following my tracks to my stand, and does he have permission from Mr.X? He says he didn't see the obvious posters, does not know Mr X, but saw my car parked and assumed he could hunt. He said he followed me because he wanted to know where I was so he could spread out. Yeah....OK.
This is where I got mad.
OK.....You have two options.....you let me take a photo of your license on my phone and nothing will happen, as long as I never see your face in here again. Mr. X has given me exclusive permission and I've worked for it over the years helping him out. You do not belong in here.
If you don't let me take the photo I call the warden, I follow you out, get a full description of your vehicle, let Mr. X know and he will follow up with the warden with a trespassing charge.
He picked the photo......and I then told him.....you see that stand there, if that happens to disappear, get wrecked, or have a paint chip flake off, guess who I'm going to see. Thanks for fxcking up my hunt. Goodbye and leave. Guy stomps out of there without a word.
Well there's my opening morning.
I'm going to dry off, have lunch, then probably go track at my club, and if nothing sit some very heavy oak acorn crop for the afternoon.