Have you ever found someone in your hunting spot?

Around here private landowners will frequently have people trespassing, poaching, stealing, and vandalizing. You'll find their boot tracks coming across the property line, sometimes you'll observe them from a stand while you're hunting, other times you bump into them while out moving around. Tons of country folks buy horses and ATV's but have no land upon which to ride them, so they just trespass on any land around them for recreation. You'll show up to your place and they'll just ride off when they see you. Until you fence it, gate it, and lock it, you don't own it. We've had stands stolen, a tractor burned, shops vandalized, locks blown off gates, people showing up in fields that are being hunted, you name it, people will do it.

I used to enjoy the long dark walks in and out of the woods, but now, even on private land with nobody else hunting, I always wear a headlamp when coming and going in the dark; simply because I know someone will eventually be out there poaching and I don't want to get shot.
This is how it is around our property. They’ll even chainsaw open trails that we have left closed with deadfalls.
 
Came across a couple on our lease, at night.
Claimed they were on family owned property. They had turned on wrong road, were 2 miles away from where they should have been. Escorted to gate, no more problems.

Had my stand set up in National Forest. Get to stand. Guy in stand claims stands are property of National Forest, he was signed in a Ranger Station and "assigned" to this stand. I look at backside of ladder and see: PROPERTY OF: my name engraved. Ask if he wants to compare DL or leave? He left, mad.

Found a bow hunter, in a portable ladder stand on my land. He got belligerent when I asked to see his permission. "He was close, personal friend with owner." Took his pic, as I called Sheriff.

Found his stand, couple days later. It is in my barn.

Most are lost, are polite, apologetic and leave. Jerks get a Sheriff visit.

The 92yo woman that owns, lives on the quarter to my east, calls when she sees someone in her or my pasture. She has called me twice about somebody hunting, it was ME walking the fence!
 
I used to hunt my grandfather's property a lot when growing up. There was an old man that lived down the lane from him that my grandpa used to let run his beagles around the property, and hunt on occasion. I always tried to get to my hunting spots well before the sun came up, that way I would get there before the deer would be able to easily see me and before they were moving around much. Multiple times I would be in my spot and just as the sun was finally coming up, I would hear crunching and barking, and then see a pack of beagles running right to me, basically ruining the purpose of me getting out there so early. A few times, they even came up sniffing me.

I also had the same old man come sit right next to me without even realizing I was there, and then when I let him know, he jumped and moved on. Of course again, he would go out around 8 am and ruin my early morning setup.
 
This topic actually reminded me of a hunting adventure I had.

Again, I was at my grandparent's farm. It was midday, and fairly cold for a November day. I was walking down a fence row through the back soybean field, a few hundred yards from the house. On my walk back there, I could hear the old lady that lived in the woods behind my grandparents yelling and just making all kinds of noise. I knew she didn't like people hunting, and she used to ride her horses through the woods daily. My first thought was that she was riding around making a ruckus to scare any deer before anybody had a chance to hunt them.

I debated hunting at all thinking there was little chance anything was still out there, but it was still early, and she would probably give up soon. So I proceeded to my tree stand.

On the other side of the fence row was a creek that ran through the middle of a row of trees and brush. As I continued walking, I heard a little voice. At first it didn't register, and then I heard it again coming from the direction of the creek. I spun around and to my surprise, there was a toddler girl standing in the creek in her pjs. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I didn't know who she was, she was quite a ways away from the next house, and standing waste deep in a creek on a cold November in Ohio day.

I think my fatherly instinct kicked in, and I without hesitation, set my gun down, jumped the fence, and ran over and approached the little girl. She raised her arms up for me to pick her up, and I quickly put her back over the fence, jumped back over, and started yelling for my grandpa who was outside. He jumped on his golf cart and rode back to me.

It then donned on me why the lady behind us was screaming in the woods. She along with the mother was looking for the little girl. My grandpa and I rode back to meet up with them and give the mom back her baby. To my disgust, instead of being happy and excited her little girl was safe, she started yelling at her and left without so much as a thank you. I then made an attempt to go back to the tree stand, but knew it was a waste of time. I was getting phone call after phone call from people asking what had happened.

I even was contacted by the local sheriff and asked if I could show her where the little girl's home was because he wanted to do a wellness check on the parents. It turns out, the parents "fell asleep" and the toddler wandered out of the house. From the looks of the mom, passing out was more plausible.

I found out years later that my mom knows the little girl, but I have not seen her since that day. I thank God for putting me there at that exact time, or that little girl most likely would've froze to death.
 
I have about 8-10 different properties I have permission to hunt on and almost always use a climber. I did put a hang on out at one property and ran the 20ft stick up and needed a single stick to get over a limb. Days later I found a brand new ladder stand right off the path I cut and left a note with my number for him seeing how he put a stand and camera right on the trail. He sent a barrage of texts accused me of being a trespasser because he asked the landowners brother, whom he got permission from and the brother didn’t know who i was. After I told him remind the brother I am the guy who drops a pie off to him and his wife because they live by the drive lane things were ok. I hunted the stand a few times with no issue until one day I climbed up, stepped on the single stick and the strap was undone from the ramhorn it was connected to. I checked my trail camera on the way out and had pictures of several guys and one appeared to pee on my camera. The other guy asked if I had 2 unknown people on my camera and we talked to the landowner and had no idea who it was either stating it was me, my buddy and this guy only. The guy I left the note for said he had issues with someone using his stands too. One day I was driving by and noticed someone dragging a deer across the field so I offered to help. The older man admitted to sitting in the other guys stands and was pretty upset the other guy asked him to get down when he was found sitting in it. Mind you this person was over 65yo at the time so it wasn’t a kid.

Same landowner, different property I got the same guys who peed on my camera, on camera feet from a stand and this time they were on an ATV with a trailer. A few days later he runs into my buddy, who also has permission and wants to know who’s stands/cameras are up and wanted to see my buddies permission slip. A week later both of us went to hunt this parcel and here comes the ATV guy pulling into the field. “What are you guys doing?” Me: whats it look like and I kept walking. Him: well where you going to hunt in there? Me: in the oak flat where my camera is. Him: literally stomping his feet like a kid throwing a tantrum “I was going to hunt in there with my climber, I've hunted this property since i was a kid!” Several weeks later they logged the woods so I asked the landowner if I had to get my stuff out of there and asked if anyone else had permission cause of ATV guy. The landowner said he had no clue who atv guy was. The landowner wife said she had given the guy permission because he hunted it before they purchased the land. I ended up taking all my stands and cameras down and only do a climber now.

Public land has a lot of people who feel its ok to sit in someone else stand or blind. Thats 100% wrong. Also, no one has a spot on public land regardless if they have a stand there.
 
This topic actually reminded me of a hunting adventure I had.

Again, I was at my grandparent's farm. It was midday, and fairly cold for a November day. I was walking down a fence row through the back soybean field, a few hundred yards from the house. On my walk back there, I could hear the old lady that lived in the woods behind my grandparents yelling and just making all kinds of noise. I knew she didn't like people hunting, and she used to ride her horses through the woods daily. My first thought was that she was riding around making a ruckus to scare any deer before anybody had a chance to hunt them.

I debated hunting at all thinking there was little chance anything was still out there, but it was still early, and she would probably give up soon. So I proceeded to my tree stand.

On the other side of the fence row was a creek that ran through the middle of a row of trees and brush. As I continued walking, I heard a little voice. At first it didn't register, and then I heard it again coming from the direction of the creek. I spun around and to my surprise, there was a toddler girl standing in the creek in her pjs. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I didn't know who she was, she was quite a ways away from the next house, and standing waste deep in a creek on a cold November in Ohio day.

I think my fatherly instinct kicked in, and I without hesitation, set my gun down, jumped the fence, and ran over and approached the little girl. She raised her arms up for me to pick her up, and I quickly put her back over the fence, jumped back over, and started yelling for my grandpa who was outside. He jumped on his golf cart and rode back to me.

It then donned on me why the lady behind us was screaming in the woods. She along with the mother was looking for the little girl. My grandpa and I rode back to meet up with them and give the mom back her baby. To my disgust, instead of being happy and excited her little girl was safe, she started yelling at her and left without so much as a thank you. I then made an attempt to go back to the tree stand, but knew it was a waste of time. I was getting phone call after phone call from people asking what had happened.

I even was contacted by the local sheriff and asked if I could show her where the little girl's home was because he wanted to do a wellness check on the parents. It turns out, the parents "fell asleep" and the toddler wandered out of the house. From the looks of the mom, passing out was more plausible.

I found out years later that my mom knows the little girl, but I have not seen her since that day. I thank God for putting me there at that exact time, or that little girl most likely would've froze to death.
That's a great story. Good job. I don't doubt your judgment that the girls parents were likely negligent, but near misses can happen even with attentive parents. I've saved three children from nearly drowning in my pool (two incidents, but in one a little boy was clinging to his sister and both were under). Both were surprising in how fast the situation changed form okay to critical. The scariest was the little girl who was about to leave so she was swimming near the steps. She took her floaties off her arms and started swimming a couple feet off the steps and then back to the steps a few times. Her mom, my wife, and I were talking on the deck at the top of the steps. The ladies had their backs to the pool and I was facing the pool, keeping an eye on the kids. The girl swam off the steps again and got a couple extra feet away from the steps and on her way back her nose dipped below water. She popped back up, and then nose went below water again. She came up again, all forward progress stopped and her nose went under water again. Then her eyes got as big as saucers and I could see terror in her eyes. I jumped in and pulled her out. Her mother had been watching her all afternoon, but just a few seconds looking away when the child makes a very poor decision (because children do) and that beautiful little girl could have died.

That experience shook me. I've read a bit about drowning and it was surprising to me that my experience is actually typical. Victims of drowning rarely make much noise or splash. They often drown within a few yards of someone who could've helped them.

Sorry for maybe derailing the thread, but I take every chance to remind people to watch children around water. Drowning is the #1 cause of death among children 1-4 yo and the #2 accidental cause of death among 5-14 (motor vehicle accidents are #1).
 
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It’s been a few years but we had a game camera stolen on one of our pieces of property. Knowing thieves often repeat, I had a friend lift me up in the bucket of a front end loader and I put another camera at the same location just way out of reach.

I caught the culprits and a Dad (dirty jeans), that likely made them put it back when he found out. The kid that put it back on the tree is wiping off finger prints.

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Our neighbor is a high school teacher in town and knew two of the boys. I didn’t pursue it further since they returned it (without memory card though).

If you think your getting away with something, these days, your probably on camera and you just don’t realize it.
 
It’s been a few years but we had a game camera stolen on one of our pieces of property. Knowing thieves often repeat, I had a friend lift me up in the bucket of a front end loader and I put another camera at the same location just way out of reach.

I caught the culprits and a Dad (dirty jeans), that likely made them put it back when he found out. The kid that put it back on the tree is wiping off finger prints.

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Our neighbor is a high school teacher in town and knew two of the boys. I didn’t pursue it further since they returned it (without memory card though).

If you think your getting away with something, these days, your probably on camera and you just don’t realize it.

I had some kids steal two or our camera's. I don't know for sure it was them but they showed up on several of our cameras right about the time the two went missing. They were joy riding across the property on their UTVs. To stop that I moved all my camera's up ~12 feet in the air. I carry a single section of an old extension ladder on my UTV when I go to swap memory cards. With the cameras up in the air the critters (especially the two legged) rarely notice the camera.
 
A couple years ago I had a man I didn't know show up on a couple of my cameras early in bow season. Then one of my cameras went missing and I was quite angry. Turns out the guy had been given permission by my BIL (with whom I owned the land) to hunt. Given that he had permission and we knew who he was, I couldn't believe he had stolen my camera.

Fast forward 5 months. One of my cell-phone enabled cameras went dark. I lost another one. When I went down the to property I found that camera a few yards from the tree it had been ripped from. Put the card in my computer and saw it was a bear. So, we went back to the scene of the first "crime" and found the camera 20 yards away from the tree it was on. The same bear had ripped that camera off the tree and played with the camera for 20 minutes. That camera sat under a pile of leaves for the most part for 5 months but it was still taking pictures, including of us when we found it.

I didn't look very hard for the first camera because there was no sign of damage to the tree and I jumped to the conclusion that somebody stole it (it was the only camera that didn't have a lock cable). Won't make that mistake again.
 
I had a bear chew up then rip a camera from a tree this year. Nice video of the inside of its mouth. It was laying four feet from the tree when I found it.
 
Twice as I can remember. Once a group of four said they were tracking a wounded deer. I was hunting 50 yards from their approach. I asked to see signs of the deer jumping our fence and they couldn't show any, nor could I see any on our property. I told them they couldn't cross because of other people hunting and we would call them if we found their described deer. We never did.
The second time, people crossed over in a wooded area. And we showed them the property the line fence and they left. At the line fence we filled a full length orange suit with paper and laid our dummy against a tree.
It kept people away for 2 years or more but then we found the dummy torn to pieces, but never had anyone come back that way again. We hunt the same area often. It has several large oak trees laying on the ground which makes for a comfortable "hide". Once my partner was there and 30 yards on the other side of the fence a guy was hunting with his young non hunting son. A deer jumped out between the hunters and the other guy took a wild shot missing my partner by inches. After my partner quite swearing, the shooter and son got up and left. We never saw him again either.
We have good relations with the neighbors and tell them where our hunters are and they will tell us, since the area is still rifle country and we need to be careful of what's beyond the shooting lane. Last year my son shot a doe that hopped a fence. A call to the neighbor, allowed my son to cross his fence armed, and track his doe although the neighbors lost the blood trail. My son found his doe several hours later and didn't gut it until he left their property.
 
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My South Arkansas perspective; I’ve seen a hard turn in the last 25 years from easygoing to angry and threatening. I see a lot of “posted purple” paint and the Cleveland County Herald almost never fails to have an announcement in the personals about so and so’s land being posted.
The two times I’ve encountered trespassers on my acres I was firm but polite. The situation didn’t call for more.
I love my land and I like my privacy. I don’t trust strangers or most other people for that matter. I know I’m legally in the right but I catch myself wondering if I/We are being our best selves. I keep thinking about what Robert Frost said about fences and such.
 
That story reminds me of this one.



Wonder if your cameras smell like lunch?

I had three cameras damaged by a bear within one year and all within 150 yards of each other. Pretty sure it’s the same bear. I’ve had cameras out for 10 years all over the property and have had bears on camera many times, but this is the only area where I’ve had bear damage.
 
My South Arkansas perspective; I’ve seen a hard turn in the last 25 years from easygoing to angry and threatening. I see a lot of “posted purple” paint and the Cleveland County Herald almost never fails to have an announcement in the personals about so and so’s land being posted.
The two times I’ve encountered trespassers on my acres I was firm but polite. The situation didn’t call for more.
I love my land and I like my privacy. I don’t trust strangers or most other people for that matter. I know I’m legally in the right but I catch myself wondering if I/We are being our best selves. I keep thinking about what Robert Frost said about fences and such.


What is Posted Purple?

Robert Frost had a lot of hope and optimism when it comes to other people, I think. I would have a difficult time with people crossing my little swath of land, but I grew up in the city. There neighbors came to the front door until they became friends and were welcomed at the side or porch door. Anyone crossing into the back yard without permission was HIGHLY suspect, but the rules of politeness are different in the country.
 
I hunt public land so they have as much right as I do to the places to hunt. They won't use my stand because I use a ladder stand & take the support brace with me so it can't be climbed.
I always have a 2nd spot in mind when I hunt in case the first place is taken.
I have had some come right in on top of me & set down about 50ft away, then I make enough noise they usually get up & leave.
 
What is Posted Purple?

Robert Frost had a lot of hope and optimism when it comes to other people, I think. I would have a difficult time with people crossing my little swath of land, but I grew up in the city. There neighbors came to the front door until they became friends and were welcomed at the side or porch door. Anyone crossing into the back yard without permission was HIGHLY suspect, but the rules of politeness are different in the country.
My guess is a way to post your property without spending money on posted signs. I own property with my BIL. He prefers to allow access to young neighbors because he was given hunting access when he was young and couldn't afford property. I don't mind that, as long as the number is limited and they know where I'll be hunting and stay away.

The bigger problem is caused by ATV/UTV riders. We try to be good neighbors and recognize that going for a ride on an atv/utv is what people in that community do. Our property lies in between two large tracts of land (by eastern standards; one is 2,500 acres, the other 3,000 acres). We have left open the main road through our property but have signs forbidding trucks and cars. Of course, every once in a while, some jack*** has to drive down the road in a truck after heavy rains when the road is soft. Also, every couple of years someone brings a chainsaw along on their ride and cuts open a trail that we have closed.

I would lock it down for a year and let everyone know why. Maybe they'd learn. But my BIL works the property (logging) and doesn't want to have to lock/unlock gates several times per day. Since he is the one that burns his time and diesel fixing the ruts in the road and the ruined water diverters, he gets his way.
 
What is Posted Purple?

Robert Frost had a lot of hope and optimism when it comes to other people, I think. I would have a difficult time with people crossing my little swath of land, but I grew up in the city. There neighbors came to the front door until they became friends and were welcomed at the side or porch door. Anyone crossing into the back yard without permission was HIGHLY suspect, but the rules of politeness are different in the country.
A specific shade of purple you can slather on the top one foot of fence/gate posts. Trees too. It means “ no trespassing”.
 
I always have a 2nd spot in mind when I hunt in case the first place is taken

that’s my general play also. Even in private land, I can’t control what others do that might affect my first choice (near property lines and the like). Also in case of natural hunt spoilers like dogs.
 
I started hunting on a friends property in the late 70's after a few years. I located a nice spot, two large rocks with a tree on each side to which I would tie a rope on with a 2x8 seat with an eye bolt on each side. I could lean back against one rock and put my feet on the other rock.
I hunted that spot for almost twenty years, although the property line of the neighbor was about 25 yards from me.
I had shot several bucks on both side of the line over the years.

This one year I heard a shot coming from my right, about 45 minutes later I saw a buck headed into the thick swamp across from the open field. It was to my right, and I fired the buck went down and I went down to field dress it.
While doing so I was approached by an older man and a youth ( I found later it was father son).
The father said, "you didn't wait very long to gut that deer"
I told him I had been hunting with a Ruger #1 for over 30 years and know when I hit something.
He tried to say it was his son's deer, I said OK if your son shot it it should have a bullet hole on the right side, if I shot it it would have a bullet hole on the left side,
When looking at the deer the bullet hole was on the left side.
Later on that day the owner of the land came over and started to give my friend a ration of **** about me taking the kids deer.
The next year I was in the same spot ( I got there before daylight) this same father son came in about 9:00AM and sat right in front of me on their side of the property line for about an hour, They then left, and about 20 minutes later I shot a nice 8 pointer.
 
I have a uncle in Northern California. He was invited to hunt private land with a neighbor of his. This was a honey hole that he had lucked into getting permission to hunt and wanted to take Gary with him.

When they were walking out at the end of the day they see a truck. The neighbor dives into the bushes. He tried in vain to get my uncle to join him in the bushes but Gary wasn't having any of it. You guessed it. He had permission from nobody.
They both got into trouble over it.
They were never friendly after that. Gary was pissed because the guys a liar and put him in that position.
Neighbor placed the blame on Gary for not hiding in the bushes and getting them caught. LOL!
 
I have had a couple of encounters with other hunters on private land. In one case, I believe the guy was genuinely lost. He was sitting in a stand on a power line that we owned. Roughly 200 yards East was an identical stand on the powerline on land where he had permission to hunt. I believe he walked past his stand in the dark. He politely relocated upon being informed of his mistake. Several other times, members of the same party popped out of the woods a little across the line while doing deer drives. I think they had a poor sense of direction, and were not intentionally trespassing in the big woods.

On public land, I often hunt an 80 acre rectangular parcel of timber industry land. It is a popular spot, I try to hit it on weekdays or foul weather. There is one access point with parking for 1 or 2 vehicles. Near the back of the 80 with a good walking trail leading all the way there is a pipeline easement that cuts across heavy cover the short way on the 80. It's a no brainer spot, and everybody wants to hunt it. I usually wait at the parking lot before light and intercept anyone who arrives, informing them of where I will be sitting by the time they get their truck unloaded. This usually heads off any conflict. My wife likes to hunt the heavy cover, and rarely has any company in the thick stuff. Outside of that, I ninja hunt the parcel. Nothing more than a butt cushion or folding chair. No stands or semi-permenant blinds. Rule of thumb is if you see orange, you quietly back out and find another spot. First come, first served. Never fails, I somebody will put up a portable on that pipeline in the spot I've been hunting from a yard chair for 25 years. In that case, I am "that" guy hunting in "their" spot. Almost all the time it has not been an issue. The other hunter recognized my right to hunt there after some mild complaining. I'm usually very nice and point them to a nearby spot on a well cleared trail that is actually good for deer. A couple of times I've had to be stubborn and out-sit somebody.
 
I've had several people on camera that I don't know. That's the main way I identify trespassers. I have never been cross with anyone in a hunting situation. It's just not the right thing to do. Here they will run dogs all over you. It doesn't fail. Properly mark your land and call the law. That is the best thing you can do.
 
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