I'll gleefully post my favorite hunting picture from today.
You might think it should be anything but gleeful, but I drive a Ford. And no, I don't do this to rub Chevy fans' noses in the mud, but because this guy and at least 3 buddies in 3 other trucks were hunting coyotes with dogs. They had the section I was hunting pheasants surrounded with a coyote in the middle. Perhaps all fine and good but only I had permission on this property for the weekend. And while dogs may not know about property lines, truck drivers are expected too.
When I first saw this guy, he was going well over 50 miles an hour in a harvested cornfield. I doubt he was the owner of that field. Later he was barreling across another field that I doubt he owned. But for darn sure, when I saw his abandoned truck the last time, it was in the middle of the property I was on, and I KNOW he didn't have permission there.
I gotta say, I got a lot of satisfaction out if this.
Yeah, I sent photos to the landowner.
Brent
PS. I did pick up three pheasants over 2 days. Some very poor shooting on my part, but that's the way it goes sometimes.