I am a hunter who moved to a new area and have always tried to err on the side of caution when it comes to hunting on other's property, asking permission and always offering part of my kill to the owner when I got done, even if I know they will turn me down. This is based in part to an event opening weekend of pheasant season when I was a kid. Family and friends gathered and went to a favorite piece of land we owned and posted, only to find about a dozen guys and their dogs finishing their hunt of our property. I was about 10 and my dad confronted them and asked them who they "thought" gave them permission to hunt this ground. They told him that Burton (my grandfather) had a couple weeks back. My dad replied, "Well that's funny, he died over ten years ago." I never want to feel as low as I hope these guys did that day.