I´ve too been in the position that I depended on the grace of idiots to hunt.Their land equals their rules.Worst I found that neverending bragging of theirs.Luckily for me they were to crappy to ever getmany shotsso theydid notruin the herd. I sound ungrateful and that was just the thing. They really were in it for the meat. They could not get it themselves and I got it for them. It was an everlasting ongoing of their way or the highway. I could never plan anything and never could i suggest anything. All they wanted from me was my dogs skill. I drew the line when only the doggot invited and they made it sound like they did me a favour to train my dog for me.
It took a lot of the joy away so I just did not hunt very much until I got better grounds.

I talked to them a few years later and they hadnt shot a single deer since I left them. It seemed the deer population hadnt recovered from the dog hunts five years ago.

I would really hate to be back insuch anutgrab so you have my full understanding.