How many have lost a spot because...

[RutnNStrutn]

Never thought of it that way. If I ever get lucky enough to be granted permission like that in the future, I'll be sure to keep my big mouth shut!! Thanks for the heads up!!

[fallsflight]

Not yet. Most of my places belong to old farmers that hate the old "seed buzzards"!

Yup, had numerous land owners tell me to shoot as many as I can.  One said he will pull the hay wagon up and for me to fill it right up with turkeys.

[blgoose]

Like all great spots it is bound to end sometime.  Most of the time around me it is family members that decide to give it a go and then you are told it is too crowded or so and so will be hunting it from now on.  Never have I taken a land owner and gone that route.  Just have to enjoy it while you got it cause you never know when it will be over.

[Gobble!]

I have a feeling this time next year i will be in this position

[TnTurk]

I got one that nobody can beat.  A couple years ago I lucked out on some primo hunting ground that belonged to an old man. He said I could hunt all I wanted and that no one else hunted on this property.  I did for about a month and killed a nice 10 pt. when the rut started. One afternoon I found him waiting by my truck wanting to know who I was and what I was doing on his land. I thought he was joking, but soon realized he was serious. I tried explaining how he had given me permission to hunt, but he wasn't buying it. A few days later I talked with his wife and told her I was sorry for misinterpreting what the old man said about me hunting the property. She just stood there, shook her head, and said, that man don't know what he says or does from one day to the next. His Alzheimer's is getting worse every day.

[BOFF]

I got one that nobody can beat.  A couple years ago I lucked out on some primo hunting ground that belonged to an old man. He said I could hunt all I wanted and that no one else hunted on this property.  I did for about a month and killed a nice 10 pt. when the rut started. One afternoon I found him waiting by my truck wanting to know who I was and what I was doing on his land. I thought he was joking, but soon realized he was serious. I tried explaining how he had given me permission to hunt, but he wasn't buying it. A few days later I talked with his wife and told her I was sorry for misinterpreting what the old man said about me hunting the property. She just stood there, shook her head, and said, that man don't know what he says or does from one day to the next. His Alzheimer's is getting worse every day.

Just an example of why one needs the permission to hunt the land written down, dated, and signed, other than it being the law here as well.


God Bless,
David B.

[sodfather]

Guys don't feel bad just look at it like this You can kill birds in a spot with your talents but they might not be able to even see a bird cause they don't know what there doing, so they get skunked.

[wisconsinteacher]

I just thought of one more but this time trapping.  In WI it can take two years to get a fisher tag so I talked to the land owner for three years about trapping and he would ask all the time if I got a tag.  I would say no and he would say go a head and trap any way.  I would never do that so I waited and got a tag.  One morning after checking traps and finding a fisher in a trap, I pulled my gear and walked to the truck.  As I was walking out I hear a truck door slam and a bolt close on a rifle.  I said hi really loud and said my name very clear.  Well here comes the land owner with rifle in hand and handgun on side saying what the H... are you doing on my land and what are you doing with that fisher!!!  I said that I had permission and that he wanted them trapped because they kill the squirrels.  Well he turned on me and said the fishers in his woods were safe and don't need to be trapped because they get along with the squirrels.  I said I was sorry and have not talked to him since.  For 3 years all I was told was to kill them no matter what then when I trap one, they guy almost shoots me.  By the way, he was the same owner from the deer story and my neighbor growing up.  I think old age caught up to him sooner than expected. 

[woodchip]

I learned my lesson--loose lips sink ships.