Terrible hunting permissin experience!
#2
Banned
Join Date: Sep 2010
Posts: 220

In the grand scheme of things - it takes all kinds to make the world go round.
I had a place that was nice to hunt. There was several hundred acres and no posted signs. Then a crazy woman who liked to run around with no clothes on - Crazy Mary drove her van onto the property and lived there for a couple of years before the owner found out that she had been living there. They called the police, it did no good.. They took her to court, it did no good.
She had something that they called Squatters Rights.
As long as she didn't move her van, they couldn't throw her off the property.
In the end, I was told that she had died and they moved her possessions off the property and now they have a posted sign every 15 feet.
You made some pretty disparaging remarks about the guy, and the thing that bothers me the most is that for the last two years, you probably didn't do one thing for the guy to help him out - until your permission ran out on the property.
I had friends that were dirt poor, that I rounded up old blankets, food, clothing, boots, what ever I thought that they could use and visited them several times a year. Another family who let us drive across their land, my dad would take them a case or two of beer come hunting season. When they sold the land - dad missed driving up their old rutted road and up over their steep hill - with ruts so deep you could put a jeep into the ruts and still not see the tires.
You need to learn that you got to give a little bit to get a little bit.
One guy had a farm that Old McDonald wouldn't live in.
The main roof of the house leaked and so he took tar paper up to the second floor and tar papered the walls and the floor and moved all his possessions down stairs.
That was some of the best pheasant hunting around.
My little girl would take his horses apples in the fall and winter and she would buy presents for his cows - corn, hay etc..
I could go there at 3 AM in the morning and be welcome.
I had a place that was nice to hunt. There was several hundred acres and no posted signs. Then a crazy woman who liked to run around with no clothes on - Crazy Mary drove her van onto the property and lived there for a couple of years before the owner found out that she had been living there. They called the police, it did no good.. They took her to court, it did no good.
She had something that they called Squatters Rights.
As long as she didn't move her van, they couldn't throw her off the property.
In the end, I was told that she had died and they moved her possessions off the property and now they have a posted sign every 15 feet.
You made some pretty disparaging remarks about the guy, and the thing that bothers me the most is that for the last two years, you probably didn't do one thing for the guy to help him out - until your permission ran out on the property.
I had friends that were dirt poor, that I rounded up old blankets, food, clothing, boots, what ever I thought that they could use and visited them several times a year. Another family who let us drive across their land, my dad would take them a case or two of beer come hunting season. When they sold the land - dad missed driving up their old rutted road and up over their steep hill - with ruts so deep you could put a jeep into the ruts and still not see the tires.
You need to learn that you got to give a little bit to get a little bit.
One guy had a farm that Old McDonald wouldn't live in.
The main roof of the house leaked and so he took tar paper up to the second floor and tar papered the walls and the floor and moved all his possessions down stairs.
That was some of the best pheasant hunting around.
My little girl would take his horses apples in the fall and winter and she would buy presents for his cows - corn, hay etc..
I could go there at 3 AM in the morning and be welcome.
#3
Nontypical Buck
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Pulaskiville
Posts: 3,533

A farm I used to hunt required me to ask for written permission every year. The lady only let me hunt. She lived alone.
I had to go into her trailer to get the slip signed. We had an agreement. I watched her land during season and made sure that nobody came on the land and bothered her cattle. In return I got to hunt.
The kicker is that she weighed about 900 pounds and didn't bathe. Her trailer smelled like a rotten Spam factory with no air conditioning. It was all I could do to sit in there and get my slip signed. I felt terrible for her...and did a lot for her. She had $$$...just no sense.
When her children decided it was time for her to go to a "home", they had to remove the door and about 2' of wall to get her out. I know because I saw the trailer right after.
Her kids sold the land within a month of her removal.
I had to go into her trailer to get the slip signed. We had an agreement. I watched her land during season and made sure that nobody came on the land and bothered her cattle. In return I got to hunt.
The kicker is that she weighed about 900 pounds and didn't bathe. Her trailer smelled like a rotten Spam factory with no air conditioning. It was all I could do to sit in there and get my slip signed. I felt terrible for her...and did a lot for her. She had $$$...just no sense.
When her children decided it was time for her to go to a "home", they had to remove the door and about 2' of wall to get her out. I know because I saw the trailer right after.
Her kids sold the land within a month of her removal.
#4

What are you taking about?? I drive around with no pants all the time. LOL
Take it if you can get it. I've been asking for permission from some odd balls for years. My dad calls them "Good People", just different IMO.
Take it if you can get it. I've been asking for permission from some odd balls for years. My dad calls them "Good People", just different IMO.
#5

wow..
Well at least he didn't asked you to strip naked.LOL
I have buddies that slept with the ranchers wives,befriended their daughters dated their daughters just to get permission for a season or 2.The wife thing always worked, daughter thing depended on weather or not the wife liked my buddies too.That's what Ive been told anyways mind you it's a hunting camp so the stories get crazier but there is truth to it.Weather or not you accept it happens, and choose to ignore it is up to you.But the truth is Fathers are very very protective of their daughters because we where all teenagers at one time and.....As for the wife thing it happens.
Well at least he didn't asked you to strip naked.LOL
I have buddies that slept with the ranchers wives,befriended their daughters dated their daughters just to get permission for a season or 2.The wife thing always worked, daughter thing depended on weather or not the wife liked my buddies too.That's what Ive been told anyways mind you it's a hunting camp so the stories get crazier but there is truth to it.Weather or not you accept it happens, and choose to ignore it is up to you.But the truth is Fathers are very very protective of their daughters because we where all teenagers at one time and.....As for the wife thing it happens.
#7

In the grand scheme of things - it takes all kinds to make the world go round.
I had a place that was nice to hunt. There was several hundred acres and no posted signs. Then a crazy woman who liked to run around with no clothes on - Crazy Mary drove her van onto the property and lived there for a couple of years before the owner found out that she had been living there. They called the police, it did no good.. They took her to court, it did no good.
She had something that they called Squatters Rights.
As long as she didn't move her van, they couldn't throw her off the property.
In the end, I was told that she had died and they moved her possessions off the property and now they have a posted sign every 15 feet.
You made some pretty disparaging remarks about the guy, and the thing that bothers me the most is that for the last two years, you probably didn't do one thing for the guy to help him out - until your permission ran out on the property.
I had friends that were dirt poor, that I rounded up old blankets, food, clothing, boots, what ever I thought that they could use and visited them several times a year. Another family who let us drive across their land, my dad would take them a case or two of beer come hunting season. When they sold the land - dad missed driving up their old rutted road and up over their steep hill - with ruts so deep you could put a jeep into the ruts and still not see the tires.
You need to learn that you got to give a little bit to get a little bit.
One guy had a farm that Old McDonald wouldn't live in.
The main roof of the house leaked and so he took tar paper up to the second floor and tar papered the walls and the floor and moved all his possessions down stairs.
That was some of the best pheasant hunting around.
My little girl would take his horses apples in the fall and winter and she would buy presents for his cows - corn, hay etc..
I could go there at 3 AM in the morning and be welcome.
I had a place that was nice to hunt. There was several hundred acres and no posted signs. Then a crazy woman who liked to run around with no clothes on - Crazy Mary drove her van onto the property and lived there for a couple of years before the owner found out that she had been living there. They called the police, it did no good.. They took her to court, it did no good.
She had something that they called Squatters Rights.
As long as she didn't move her van, they couldn't throw her off the property.
In the end, I was told that she had died and they moved her possessions off the property and now they have a posted sign every 15 feet.
You made some pretty disparaging remarks about the guy, and the thing that bothers me the most is that for the last two years, you probably didn't do one thing for the guy to help him out - until your permission ran out on the property.
I had friends that were dirt poor, that I rounded up old blankets, food, clothing, boots, what ever I thought that they could use and visited them several times a year. Another family who let us drive across their land, my dad would take them a case or two of beer come hunting season. When they sold the land - dad missed driving up their old rutted road and up over their steep hill - with ruts so deep you could put a jeep into the ruts and still not see the tires.
You need to learn that you got to give a little bit to get a little bit.
One guy had a farm that Old McDonald wouldn't live in.
The main roof of the house leaked and so he took tar paper up to the second floor and tar papered the walls and the floor and moved all his possessions down stairs.
That was some of the best pheasant hunting around.
My little girl would take his horses apples in the fall and winter and she would buy presents for his cows - corn, hay etc..
I could go there at 3 AM in the morning and be welcome.
You are a man among men. I don't know how this world is able to contain you. No matter what the subject, you have done it better than the rest of us peasants. My goal is to be like you some day.
#8
Typical Buck
Join Date: Jan 2009
Posts: 608

Do you think these posts will increase your chances of finding property on which to hunt? Looking at these posts. Can you see why landowners can be very reluctant to allow hunters on their property? Looking at my name, you should be able to guess where I grew up. Yes, people with your attitude would come asking for permission to hunt; and the answer for them was always no. Some who were genuine were given permission to hunt game that we did not hunt. One thing about people who live in the country, they can usually spot a phony person a mile away. If you truly don't care about the person and their family, don't ask for permission to hunt their property.
#9
Typical Buck
Join Date: Jan 2009
Posts: 608

Even if you are from the country, it does not mean you are a person who genuinely cares. You above quote says a lot. If you have plenty of places to hunt, why do you seem hard pressed to find a place to hunt?
#10

Do you think these posts will increase your chances of finding property on which to hunt? Looking at these posts. Can you see why landowners can be very reluctant to allow hunters on their property? Looking at my name, you should be able to guess where I grew up. Yes, people with your attitude would come asking for permission to hunt; and the answer for them was always no. Some who were genuine were given permission to hunt game that we did not hunt. One thing about people who live in the country, they can usually spot a phony person a mile away. If you truly don't care about the person and their family, don't ask for permission to hunt their property.