I remember the days when a hunter was welcomed with open arms. The rancher would invite you in for dinner or supper, and help you load whatever you managed to get. There was no posted land and things were good. Now, to get access to a lot of places, you have to be married to the farmers ugliest daughter, and even then, it is iffy. Many places where I use to hunt are all new homes and sub divisions of people cluttering up the landscape. In my "older" eyes, progress really sucks.