Murby, the above scenario I gave about my land actually happened a few years ago.

Two brothers from a camp down the road tracked a wounded buck onto our property. When they finally lost the trail they walked off of the property on our logging road.

Even worse, latter that night I went to their camp to try and find out where they lost the trail, thinking I would try picking it up the next day... They couldn't give me a good description of the area where they lost the trail... Then one of the brothers told me that he had hung a beer can on some brush where they found the last sign of blood... Needless to say... I was one pizzed of MoFo!!!