Things that a POACHER will say,

[Feedman]

My best friend caught 2 poachers on his farm Saturday morning. They had killed a small 6 point buck. When he came upon them, they were in the process of dragging the deer out.
First they said they had shot the deer on the other side of the fence and it ran over to his property. When he ask about where they were and where the deer was standing when shot, this story did not add up.
Second, They did not know that it was his property. (he has a woven wire fence with barb wire on the top. They had to cross it.) Signs all over the place.
Third, and to top it all off. The no tresspassing signs means that you can't come on this property to cut timber because this property used to belong to a timber company. (Funny they did not also see the NO HUNTING signs.)
His mistake was not calling the CO. He will the next time.

Any other good stories you have heard?

[Wildcat]

I didn't see this myself but a good friend told me about it.

He was driving home from work a few days before bow season opened and drove pass his clubs lease. He saw a late model truck with a new looking trailer parked at the old sheld just inside the farm they leased. Not knowing who it was he stoped and called other club members, none of them knes anything about it. He then called the CO who happened to live just 3 miles from the farm and the CO came right over. They parked behind the truck and waited. Just before dark they heard a shot and about 20 minutes later here comes a ATV racing to the shead. Not being able to see them because of the sheld he almost hit them when he came around. He had a good buck on the back of the ATV and a Ruger 30-06 with a Leupold scope on it.

Knowing he had been caught the CO asked what he was doing and he said he was trying to feed his family. Well when the CO started writing him up and was going to take everything, the truck, ATV, trailer and gun they found out something. The brand new ATV and gun were his but the 1 year old Ford Excab 4X4 and brand new trailer were his boss!! It truns out that both his boss and he both went together to buy new ATV's with cash and the boss bought the trailer.

Wonder what the boss had to say to him?

[quackrstackr]

"But I've been hunting here for YEARS"

"But I just live right down the road"

"What are YOU doing here, this is so-and-so's land and I have permission to hunt it.. you don't"

[skin_dog1]

just before I went to KS, I was out on the road that the farm I hunt is on. On some adjacent property I saw a couple guys on 4 wheelers so I stopped and asked if they were hunters. They said no that they were just riding their 4 wheelers. Then they asked me if they were trespassing. I told them I didn't own the land but if they didn't have permission to be there then they were trespassing. I would make sure I could be some where before taking off on a 4 wheeler!

[shaman]

The first year my family owned the farm, I chased out a good dozen hunting parties that were poaching. My favorite was the kid I came across during Muzzleloader Season. I'd chase one party out before sunrise, then around 11 I missed a doe, and I'd come down to make sure I hadn’t hit her. Just then, a young stoner (maybe 16 or 17) came up out of the bottoms, dragging his little $49 CVA/Wally World special. I’d had enough of poachers, and I was going to chase him out, but I realized I was unloaded.

After exchanging pleasantries, I engaged him in a polite conversation about my relatives. Without exactly knowing who or what I was, he managed to claim he was the son of someone in my aunt’s family, and had gotten permission to hunt from Uncle.

“Oh,” I said. “How’s he doing?”

“Okay.”

The conversation turned to how Uncle had taken the untimely death of my aunt, and how the business was going, and . . .

“I didn’t catch your name.”

“Dave.”

“Dave what?” I replied

“Dave –id.” At this point I was glad I’d chosen to set down on a stump and carefully clean and charge my weapon. The conversation had lasted a good five or ten minutes.

“Well, Dave-Id. “ I said. “I just got one more question for you. Where do you buy your minutes?”

“Huh?”

“Your minutes, “ I said, placing a cap on the nipple. “For your discorprophone.”

“What’s that?”

“It sure must be a good one. When I try to use mine, I can’t get further back than a couple of weeks, and her you are talking to a man who’s been dead since Nineteen and Sixty Eight!” With that, the lock came back to full cock, and the barrel swung up to the center of the young stoner’s chest.

“Now, Dave-ID.” I said sternly. “Are you real lost, or do you think you can find your way out?”

It was as I walking out, down the old coach road, that I realized that I had re-invented an art lost with the last of Simon Kenton’s generation: reloading and getting the drop on a man. The stiff breeze on my back felt like the Winds of History, passing through me and moving on.

[oldforestor]

"But I've been hunting here for YEARS"



A perennial favorite

[150PandY]

We were rifle hunting in henry co. and met these two guys comming out on a fourwheeler. We called them dumb and dumber. We ask them if they had been hunting and they told us they had been hunting all season and had killed a 12pointer during bow season then we ask if they had permission to hunt (knowing they didnt) they said " Know body ever told us we couldnt" I think thats a pretty good Idea. Using that stratagy I can hunt anywhere I want to I just dont have to ask... Well lets see there are all of the horse farms in central Ky with monster deer on them. Then akien lane! I may even hunt at the game farm..."No one ever told me that I coudnt"!! CAN YOU BELIVE THAT?

[Pooge]

Wow!!! You pointed a loaded weapon at the chest of a 16 - 17 year old and are feeling like Simon Kenton reincarnate for doing so. It is truly a moment to cherish. Simon and Sheltowee would be proud....

[Ditch-Crawler]

Too many Rambo's out there with a lot of air in their chest, and I don't just mean the tresspassers!

[quackrstackr]

One of my favorite ones so far....

"So and so (insert this county's court clerk's name here) told me all this was public hunting"

Now that is a lie on so many levels it's downright laugable... which I did.

The nearest public hunting ground of any sort is over 12 miles away. The fact that this guy was a local and to think he actually wouldn't know that is ridiculous. The fact that he probably conjured up the name of someone with the most "authority" that he may have an aquaintance with but has no bearing on anything, yet somehow should justify it, is downright hilarious. The fact that he had to drive around a locked gate with "POSTED- HUNT CLUB AREA" signs on either side of it... in broad daylight, is just downright angering.

[Basswipe]

I caught a tresspasser on a 4 wheeler last year. We had a lot of trespassers on 4 wheelers, but they weren't damaging or stealing anything, they were just riding. So I wanted to be careful not to go too far with this guy. I didn't want to get him mad enough to actually come back and do some damage or start taking stands.

I caught him coming around a blind corner on his 4 wheeler. I had the path blocked with my truck. He stopped and I asked him what he was doing. "Just riding around". I then asked if he knew he was trespassing on leased property. "Well I just live over on the next farm, and I'm not exactly sure where the property line is". Then I said "You own that property, but you don't know where your line is? Even if that's true, you know that you didn't bush hog this piece of land and plant the food plots. Do you think the bush hog fairy just came in and started bush hogging your land for you?"

At that point he hung his head realizing he had been caught in a really dumb lie that he told on a reflex answer. He just said "Yeah, you're right. There's just some really good riding trails over here." He apologized and promised that he wouldn't come back. I haven't seen him since, and there's been no damage or anything taken, so I guess I handled it okay.

[Bray]

Do you think the bush hog fairy just came in and started bush hogging your land for you?"

I haven't quit laughing yet. That could be the funniest thing that I have ever heard. THE BUSH HOG FAIRY

[ksp965]

How about, " Well, I just lost my dog and I thought I saw him over here. No, I didn't see the two "No Trespassing Signs", that he walked by to get to the middle of a 15 acre field where I found him. Nor did he see the "Beware of Dog" sign either, but he sure found out why it was there. It seems he made the mistake of trying to pet my man-eater German Shepherd. Bad, Bad, Bad mistake! So I let him go without prosecuting, after all, he did need to go to the hospital to have that facial wound sewed up and get a tetnaus shot. Bad, bad, bad mistake!

[CPA Hunter]

Same old things everybody else gets:
We've always rode here
We've always hunted here
We've always fished here
And well, I live right over there -- like it gives them some right to over "here"

[woodsnwater]

"Some guy that lives over there said we could hunt here."

"My buddy who farms this land said I could hunt here."
"We're not from around here and thought this was public ground."

[KY_Fried]

Too many Rambo's out there with a lot of air in their chest, and I don't just mean the tresspassers!
Amen to that! I've caught people tresspassing on my land and my father-in-laws land before and as long as they don't give me any problems and aren't causing any damage or interfering with my hunt I usually just politely tell them to finnish out the day but don't come back without permission. I've never had anybody I've told that to come back. There's no reason to treat somebody wandering on your land the same way you would treat a person you find in bed with your wife, especially if their just kids.

[kdfwr907]

Last night I had a conversation with a fellow I had stopped for Spotlighting.

In his reply to what he was doing, he said he was spotlighting deer to "shoo" them away, because spotlighters that poached lived nearby.

[Hammer]

"My cousin-in-law said I could hunt here."

"I've hunted these woods for 40 years!"

"Who died and made you the hunting police??"

"I shot that deer on the other property and tracked it to here"

"The farmer told me it was ok"

"I'm lost"

[Tom_OH]

If you are already that proud about that - man how proud would it have made you if you stumbled and (accidentally?) shot that young man?

I would call that irresponsible.

... I had re-invented an art lost with the last of Simon Kenton’s generation: reloading and getting the drop on a man. The stiff breeze on my back felt like the Winds of History, passing through me and moving on.

[gwhilikerz]

shaman, you actually pointed your cocked rifle at a teenager? Now that's really scary. I don't like trespassers either but I sure wouldn't point my gun at one when unprovoked. I think that young man may even be able to press charges against you if he wished. Just think of the consequences if you had to shoot him after you pointed the gun. What if he had just walked away and ambushed you as you left? Man you need to think! btw is it your farm, your parent's, or great uncle cedric's? And yes it does make a difference if you ever shoot a "trespasser".
I think by your calling him a "stoner" that you are a teenager yourself. You need to grow up.

[born2hunt]

im 18, my CVA piece of crap kills deer, i dont do drugs, nor do i tresspass............. tone down the sterotypes please

[Docknboatlift]

Well if ya drink beer and chase women, then you're all right in my book.

One thing about old folks makin stereotypes of young folks is.....we all used to be young folks.

[born2hunt]

haha now thats 2 things i have been known to get after drink responsibly of course

[Butters]

Two I have heard on my own farm.

"(Insert neighbors name here) said I could hunt anywhere back in here"

"Do you know who's land you are on?" (It was mine by the way)

[KY_Fried]

"Do you know who's land you are on?" (It was mine by the way)

LOL! I remember once back when I was in high school I was hunting on my dad's farm and came across two other hunters. I really didn't think anything about it since my dad allways let some people he worked with hunt there and I assumed they was just some of them. I walked up to them and asked them if they'd seen anything and one of them started screaming at me telling me to get the hell out of here and that he paid good money to hunt this land. The other guy actually had his rifle pointed at me and was smiling ear to ear. I ran back to the house and told my dad and we went back there looking for them but they were nowhere to be found.

[oneshootkid]

i hunt on my unlces farm in mcceary co.and he lives in ohio,and they hunt it of the night like you want'nt belive.but the sad part it menber of the so callled community whatch group.......

[boonectyhunter5618]

we had a guy come up to myself and the guy whose land i hunt on had enough nerve to ask us if he could hunt on our farm. we kindly told him no. well father intot he coversation he told us where he had put his stand. a nice climber on top of that. after the guy left we got on the fourwheelers and rode to where he was talking about. sure enough there it was 60 yrds inside of our property sat his nice climbing tree stand. we later got a hold of the guy and told him he had 48 hrs to remove the stand or the tree and the stand would all be in his front yard! he moved it the next day. it jsut bothers me that he went ahead and hung it then had enough nerve to come and ask permisson to hunt! what an ass!

[bigsouthforkboy]

Oneshootkid,
What part of McCreary County do you hunt? I have property on Osborne Creek Road about 5 miles southeast of Pine Knot.

[Ditch-Crawler]

It is ok if a guy asks to hunt on your sacred property. All you need to say is no, politely. I agree it was out of line to hang a stand first, but at least he did come ask. Chill out a little bit and don't be like the other Rambo's on this board.

[warden310]

Finally a thread that game wardens, CO's or whatever you call us can respond to.

-I wasn't hunting, I was just watching them. (Night before deer season with loaded rifle) Later admitted to deer hunting.

-I got permission 12 years ago, from a guy that mows the hay.

-I didn't see any signs, says the trespassers. You don't see any signs when you sneak in the back, says the officer.

-Nobody has every complained before

And the list goes on and on!

[shaman]

Okay. I give up. I'll try and explain a little better so you know you're not talking to a homicidal sociopath, and then we'll just have to agree to disagree on what remains.

Stereotypes are not the issue here. Young is not a problem with me, even young and daring earns my respect. I've got three sons. One is a teenager. This kid was acting like serious squirrel food. I came of age on Calhoun Street in Cincinnati-- I've seen nearly every high known to mankind. Some fill you with pity, some make you wish they'd share. A few give you a deep sense of dread, and this was one of them. His overall demeanor vacilated from agitated/angered to pre-occupied to soporific with no relation to the external situation. When I saw him at first, he was dragging the butt of his rifle on the ground. After he came up to talk, his barrel kept waiving in my direction. He was capped, and his hammer was back. I was unclear if this was just really bad manners, the effect of dimished capacity due to what he was on, or if he was trying to threaten me. In the situation I was in, I didn't want to take chances.

I've seen the kid since, high as a kite, trying to push his way into a bar with one of his buddies. About a year after the original occurance, I was eating dinner with the family, when the kid showed up looking to be served. The bartender tried to be nice, the owner tried to be nice, but it took the owner making a serious promise to the boys to get them to leave. I couldn't hear what was said, but it was enough to convince the companion to get his friend out quickly. It was easily the worst scene I've seen in that place in all the years I had been coming in. It only confirmed what I feared in our first meeting. No matter what, the kid perceived he held a superior position.

At the time this happened, a few years ago, I had not heard of oxycontin or hillbilly heroin. If I had, I might have been more scared and made a beeline out of there. As it was, I was half-worried about the kid, and half-peaved he was being so doggone perverse. I gave this kid a good 10 minutes to make up his mind what he wanted to do. If I had been in his shoes, I'd have been nice, wished me a good morning and backed out. If I'd been the kid and been high, drunk, or just very tired, the last thing I would have wanted to do was press myself on a stranger. This one kept digging in deeper. With 15 feet separating us, my options were closing for keeping myself safe. I was getting to feel threatened and there was a cagey aspect to what he was saying that indicated that a simple retreat might not be safe.

I had a long 10 minutes to examine my options. You're all right, putting your barrel on a man's chest is no laughing matter. I am here to tell you that everything you've heard about it is true and then some. I had a best friend who went through the Bulge, and we went through many nights together reliving those nights and those faces that never go away. It still did not prepare me for the aftermath.

Like any civilized parent, I thought about mentioning the state of his weapon, and it's proximity to my head, but I figured, that might not end up to well. The more I thought about it, the more I figured once I laid my cards down and asked him to leave, he would not do so easily. His eyes were shifting, so I knew he was either planning something or listening to some internal dialogue. It was specifically in the way he said "Dave-ID" and looked at me that transmitted two things. First, he thought he had the upper hand in the matter. Second, he thought he was going to be able to press the advantage. Either that meant he intended to out-brain me with superior intellectual powers, or something else. There weren't any other cards in play.

I stayed sitting, to keep my eyes lower than his. I'm a walking landform; even though I'm easy going, I inspire a lot of fear in folks just because of my size. I didn't want to be seen as a threat. Once I made up my mind, I worked quickly so I didn't give a him chance to see my own fear. After it was done, I was drained for two days, and I still have to think about it. I still think I did the right thing, but sincerely regret having to go down that road.

It's funny, about 6 months later I had a very small incident with a contractor. He and I were working in the kitchen. It was near the end of the day, and out of a clear blue sky he mentioned the idea of taking me out, and having his way with my wife who had just come into the room. Something in the way he said it, I knew it was no joke. When I looked into his eyes, I saw the same scary play of emotions. I laughed at him, found an excuse to go hammer a few nails and kept my claw hammer in my hand until quitting time. Before the next weekend, he was sitting in jail for nearly killing his own wife and kids and shooting up the house and the car. He's now up for a long stretch. Much later, I found out the cause: booze and oxycontin. He'd been on a death spiral for months after getting hooked on oxy's over a bad back. In our neck of the woods, you can drive down the road and point to the houses where family members are dead or in jail for one reason: drugs. My wife lost a step-brother last year, murdered for his legal oxy's.

One last thing: Boone and Kenton might be heroic figures to us 200 years removed, but the first generation of folks who settled Kentucky had it rude, hard and ugly. When I think of the Winds of History, it's a breeze filled with mostly anguish and pain. Kentucky is a funny place, very attractive and wholly perverse. The oxy epidemic is just one more proof that Kentucky can be beautiful, but it won't.

I realize this all started out as a fun thread about how Poachers say the Darndest Things. I'm sorry if my story rained on the picnic. Okay, you can all go back to your flaming. Thanks for letting me get this off my chest.

[Ditch-Crawler]

So it's Ok to point a loaded gun at a teenager as long as he is high on drugs? Glad you cleared that up for all us panickers. I don't blame you for what you did, who knows what we would do if we are truly threatened. It just follows suit on this board that there are lots of "tough" guys who act like they want to shoot someone over tresspassing. How tough are all of them when you meet them one on one with no guns. Oh sure, go ahead and tell me how you whipped eight dudes in a bar fight, but I am just saying take your blood pressure medication and settle down a bit.

[atadbad]

To change the subject, Here is one everyone can talk about.

Couple of years ago, A buddy and I were going turkey hunt on opening spring morning. We were hunting on my farm, and had already pick out some places to setup and hunt. We got a late start to our blinds and it was well after light. We saw two decoy turkeys setup in my backfield. At first, they looked liked two real live turkeys. As we worked closer to the birds, we could tell they were fake. :eek: My buddy shot the he** out of one of the decoy turkey. :eek:And out popped two guys hunting my backfield. I asked the two what they were doing and they said, they were turkey hunting. I asked them, who gave them permission and, they said, they didn't think anyone ever hunted the farm. I told them they couldn't hunt here with out permission, so they got on their 4 wheeler and off they went. They never said anything about the decoy birds.

[KY_Fried]

Well Shaman now that you elaborated you're story I understand why you did what you did. I can't say I would have done the same thing, but I can't say that I wouldn't have either. I've never been in a situation like that and I hope like hell I never will be.

[shaman]

Well, thankfully I don't have to worry about that. Being a toughguy always looked like too much work. I try to confront all my poachers ( and there have been a lot of them) unarmed or at least unloaded. It makes them far less jumpy. To date, I've had well over two dozen confrontations on this farm. Most of them were in the first season. Since everyone started policing their properties, the problem has gone to nothing.

When you're my size, a polite good morning usually has a poacher pissing himself anyway. I've only gotten really angry with poachers once: after I'd asked them to move their cars, and they came back after I was back in my stand and busted caps at me. It was then, I informed them I was driving up to the gate. The gate was going to be padlocked in 15 minutes and they could explain themselves to the sheriff. They left in under 5. In all my travails, that was the only time I haven't seen rifles slung and arrows pulled off the rest at my approach. That's one thing about most of the poachers I've met: They've been polite. I also think the bravura you hear from some people disappears when they actually have to confront an armed poacher. The dynamics of two armed men disputing hunting rights demands diplomacy.

In this case, being a threatening tough guy would have probably gotten me killed to boot. I also think you're dead wrong on it being okay to draw down on a kid if he's on drugs. What got me a fearing for my safety was the subtext of the conversation. The text was just a friendly conversation about our "family." That was the funny part I was trying to share.

I figured out fairly early on that he thought he was toying with me. It was evident from the beginning his jig was up. I was giving him every opportunity to bow out gracefully, and he was not taking the hint. The first few minutes, I was trying to figure out what was wrong. In the last few, I didn't care; I just wanted out.

I probably guessed right. Dave-ID turns out to be a true creature of the shadows. The county is fairly small and close-knit, so I figured somebody would eventually get this to click. I really didn't care who Dave-ID was, but there was something in the reactions of folks that showed me there was more to it.

I was relatively new to the area, so I asked around the folks that know me-- first if it should be reported to authorities, and second to put a bug in somebody's ear that a teenager had run amok. It didn't sound like anything that the sheriff needed to hear, and everyone scratched their head as to who Dave-ID really was.

Everyone knows everybody. Nobody knew Dave-ID, and it seemed to bother them as much or more than me. City Slickers with out-of-state plates shooting up the place was one thing. A lone unattached youth gone rabid was another. I assumed what he said was the truth: that he'd come up through the creek bottom. That would have made him the responsiblity of one of about a half-dozen landowners, and most were related to people I knew. However, none of the neighbors have a kid by that description.

The coroner/funeral director knows me, and his land abutts mine. I called him up, thinking it might be a stray from down his way. He'd never heard of the kid, but took an interest. He brought one of the high-school guidance counselors by and heard my story. Both of them drew zeros.

In the incident a year later, the owner of the bar had forgotten the whole thing when I mentioned it to him. The bartender is a dear friend. He said he'd recognized the kid from an earlier incident, but could not remember a name. The buddy was a stranger.

In the end, Dave-ID looked more and more like a cipher. Perhaps he was one of the undocumented kids that just float around between relatives, or a kid with a past and an active warrant. Like the elk, the coyotes, and the green heron, he'd become another ephemeral visitor to our woods. If he's survived the intervening three winters, he's reached adulthood now and is off on his own. I wish him well, but I really wish he'd stay away.

[omega-boy]

One guy told me : "I am military and "we" can hunt on the Govt. land (red line at taylorsville Lake WMA property) no open hunting there after Nov. 1, these two would make a good set of beagle dogs...they are everywhere :(

[bkw3m]

Shaman, I talked to you once before on here if you remember. I'm actually from Bracken Co. I turkey hunted the farm you own now for years. I've actually hunted several farms close to you. I pretty much know everybody over in that country myself, I've racked my brain and I don't know who this kid is. However, I may have an explanation. Not sure if you know him or not , but a gentleman named Robbie Ishmael use to own a farm not far as the crow flies from yours. He has since sold it, but it was a really nice farm. At any rate, during muzzleloader and modern gun season, lots of hunters use to come in and hunt there. Robbie never did mind as he was not a hunter himself. The thing about these guys though is that they use to party more than they would hunt. Most of these guys were older as I recall, but there were a few young ones too. I'm willing to bet that this kid strayed from the old Ishmael farm up the creek to your place. It just sounds like one of those idiots to me. Doesn't really matter one way or another, I just thought you might enjoy a possible explanation.

[moosehead rollins]

I dont think I would have pointed a loaded gun at anyone. What if that sucker would have went off, you would be on the news for killing a kid! NOT GOOD.

[chadwimc]

Shaman,

Calhoun street!?!?! Yehaww! I work nights at a major mid-western university near there :^) Have you been here recently? You would not believe the changes. A guy needs to go armed...

[shogan]

Yeah I come out here and hunt all the time. You don't mind do yah!

Well I let everyone hunt on my land so I figure everyone else should be cool too.

Well I got permisssion to hunt over there and well I saw this stand of trees and it looked like a good place to hunt.

[keith meador]

no sir, i wasnt shooting at that deer in your field, i was just trying to scare it back onto my side of the fence, and accidently hit it while it was running across your field. the first 6 shots didnt scare it much though did it.........

[kevhunter]

My favorite, I am lost. You know when someone is trespassing and says that they are lost you never have to tell them how to get back to their truck.

[P. Beyer]

"Oh, Is this YOUR Deerstand" A guy asked me once on my private land during bow season while he was carrying a rifle.


I'd shot a doe and had climbed down to get her, about 70 yards down the trail I heard my wing nuts coming off the climber.........The rest is history, and began with that posted above. We had a few words, (mainly me getting pissed) and I followed him all the way out.

[wprebeck]

I thought I was going to have some problems yesterday (Sunday) with some other hunters.

I, along with my wife, have pretty much exclusive rights to about 35-40 acres in Spencer county. I say "pretty much" because the landowners (who also live on the property) will sometimes let members of their family hunt there, as well. I'm the only person not related to them, that hunts out there.

So, there I am, in my lstand yesterday, when I glance over to my left, and see hunter orange sitting up in a tree. But wait! The land this person is sitting on has been foreclosed on by the bank. (It's nice to know the local gossip, isn't it?). So, from what I understand, this land is now owned by the bank, as the people who lived there have moved up the road a bit into another relative's house. Here's some pertinent backstory on this particluar neighbor, and why I felt a little concerned, as well:

Last year was the first year I had access to this property. The landowner shows me around, and I due some scouting. I buy a ladder stand, and set it up, prior to bow season. First weekend (weekends for me are Thurs/Fri, due to off days at work) of bow season, I go out. It's pitch black, and I'm looking for my stand. Well, I find the tree, but no stand! I also see marks thru the grass, that would make one think something heavy was dragged thru it. Oddly enough, these marks lead toward the neighbor's property, and gosh, look at that treestand he's got set up, not 100 yards from where I put mine. Filed a report with the local sheriff's office, but never expected to see it again. Never did, either, but I've got a pretty good idea of where it ended up at.

If this wasn't bad enough, I'm out on Saturday (this past one) hunting from a different stand. I hear shots fired from the general area of that guy's stand (you know, the area that is now foreclosed on). OK, no big deal, I don't work out in Spencer county, and they ain't doing anything to hurt me. That is, until I hear a ricochet off the rocks about 25 yards to my left. Yep, a nice little ricochet that close to me. I can't, for the life of me, figure out why they'd be shooting down the creek bed like that, ESPECIALLY when that's not property they even own! They had to have been shooting at a deer that wasn't even on the property they (used to) own, to get that close to me.

So, after that, I'm more than a bit nervous when I see the orange sitting in a tree not 25 yards away. Thankfully, when I checked over there about 15 minutes later, they were gone. Guess they didn't want the local law coming out there to question them about being on the property. Fine by me, as I could just see having a bit of a problem with them shooting towards me. I take that kind of personally, and it probably wouldn't work out too well for anyone involved. (Not the keyboard commando type, just don't like guns/bullets coming my way. I watch my shots, and I appreciate the courtesy of others doing the same)

So, if the above isn't bad enough, now I've had a blind stolen from the other end of the property. I don't think it's gonna be the same people from before, since the missing blind was located directly behind someone else's property, but on the correct side of the fenceline. It was in a nice spot, where I've spooked more than one buck that's been bedded down back there. I've had it up for over a year, and it made it thru all those bad storms we had. I'm sure someone would ask if it blew away, but my answer would be: "Not along with the chair I had in it".

I hate thieves!

After gun season is over, I'm gonna go over to the house that was directly behind my blind, and ask them if they've seen it....I don't expect an honest answer, but I just wanted to let them know I cared....


BTW, if any of the F & W guys on here work the Spencer county area, PM me. I've got a few questions for ya. (BTW, wife and I are both in LE here in Jefferson county, but I wanted some F & W opinions on issues)

[ecmbowhunter]

hmm....somebody trespassing, wacked out of their gourd on drugs with a loaded weapon (teenager or not) waving it in the direction of my noggin????.....anybody on here who says they wouldnt do the same thing is lying.....that is called self defense in my book.....what if that was a teenager wacked out on drugs breaking into your house with a loaded weapon at 3AM? SAME THING. no shame in what you did shaman