Yesterday was opening day for bow season deer in Vermont. I had something happen that I've never had happen before (I'm 28 years old and have been in the woods and hunting since I was 5)...
I organized all my stuff (bow, clothes in scentlok bag and tupperware bin, boots) in the garage. Put plastic on the seat of my car and floor. Took a scent free shower, brushed my teeth with scent control toothpaste, put on scent free deodorant. Put on different rubber boots, pants/shirt (all washed scent free) and drove to my spot. I parked on the opposite side of the road about 200 yards from where I go in the woods to keep my spot a secret...quietly changed into my hunting clothes. Put my quiver on my bow, put on my release, closed my truck hatch as quietly as humanly possible, and started walking to my stand...of course, as quietly as I am capable...
...I'm on the road about 30 yards from where I go into the woods when all of a sudden...BOOOOOOOM! A gun went off less than 20 feet into the woods. I cautiously approached and it was some 20-year-old kid in an orange hat bird hunting. As you can imagine, mongo not happy. I asked him if he had permission to be hunting there? He replied with a smug attitude, "Are you the land owner?" The woman who owns the land gave me sole permission to hunt it if I promised to kick anyone off who was hunting. After sharing this information with the kid (and I'll admit I could have been friendlier), the kid tells me he doesn't believe me and, "anyone could make up a story like that.". I reply with writing down his license plate number and the serial number he is so proudly showing on his new bought shotgun (which he mentioned buying right up the street earlier that day). I tell him that if he comes back, I will call the cops and report him for tresspassing. I've never had to do anything like this. I've never been treated by anyone with such blatant disrespect. This on top of him ruining opening day of bow hunting: My Christmas. I wanted to punch this little bastard.
I'm all for new hunters getting out and enjoying the woods. Any other day (not during bow season), I probably would have offered to show the kid a spot on public land a couple miles up the road. Opening day of bow season is not the day to wander around on unknown private land (public land is a possible exception but even then...). Okay, had to rant. How would you have handled this situation?
I organized all my stuff (bow, clothes in scentlok bag and tupperware bin, boots) in the garage. Put plastic on the seat of my car and floor. Took a scent free shower, brushed my teeth with scent control toothpaste, put on scent free deodorant. Put on different rubber boots, pants/shirt (all washed scent free) and drove to my spot. I parked on the opposite side of the road about 200 yards from where I go in the woods to keep my spot a secret...quietly changed into my hunting clothes. Put my quiver on my bow, put on my release, closed my truck hatch as quietly as humanly possible, and started walking to my stand...of course, as quietly as I am capable...
...I'm on the road about 30 yards from where I go into the woods when all of a sudden...BOOOOOOOM! A gun went off less than 20 feet into the woods. I cautiously approached and it was some 20-year-old kid in an orange hat bird hunting. As you can imagine, mongo not happy. I asked him if he had permission to be hunting there? He replied with a smug attitude, "Are you the land owner?" The woman who owns the land gave me sole permission to hunt it if I promised to kick anyone off who was hunting. After sharing this information with the kid (and I'll admit I could have been friendlier), the kid tells me he doesn't believe me and, "anyone could make up a story like that.". I reply with writing down his license plate number and the serial number he is so proudly showing on his new bought shotgun (which he mentioned buying right up the street earlier that day). I tell him that if he comes back, I will call the cops and report him for tresspassing. I've never had to do anything like this. I've never been treated by anyone with such blatant disrespect. This on top of him ruining opening day of bow hunting: My Christmas. I wanted to punch this little bastard.
I'm all for new hunters getting out and enjoying the woods. Any other day (not during bow season), I probably would have offered to show the kid a spot on public land a couple miles up the road. Opening day of bow season is not the day to wander around on unknown private land (public land is a possible exception but even then...). Okay, had to rant. How would you have handled this situation?