I can't possibly tell you everything I have put up with from one of my neighbors since I bought this place. To make a very long story short, he had been trespassing for years before I entered the picture.
Since then I have had run in after run in with the old bastard. I'll get to my stand and my pull rope will be gone or cut. I have found garbage in my blind. My buddy has had small shed antlers placed in his seat 20' off the ground. Just lots of different shit to let us know he is out there when we aren't. We have trail cam pics of the guy in full camo in the dark before season was in. I contacted the police and my buddy contacted the game warden. We were told the same thing by both of them that they couldn't do anything unless we called while he was out there. So I guess we are supposed to catch him and tie him to a tree and then call. At one point this guy actually went to different neighbors around me and told them I was poaching deer. The irony of that is he told me about a place in Braceville that lets him put his own tag on and he never fully clicks the tag so he has it to use later on another. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, a guy basically admitting to me he was a poacher. I never acted on that comment as I never seen anything personally.
Fast forward to today.
Shawn asked me to help him move a stand for tonight's hunt which I was happy to do. On our way out we were passing my ground blind that I posted pics of. I haven't hunted that or walked up to it since the day I made that post. I had plans of leaving it alone till gun season for my son. As we were walking by the blind it didn't look right to me. I told Shawn I was going to take a look at it. I get over there and see the whole thing is shifted about two feet from it's original spot. I had this thing basically hurricane proof when I left it, with a support pole in the middle in case rain tried to puddle up and maybe break the roof poles. The support pole was knocked over, my seat was folded back up, and one of the guy lines was cut off the outside and laying inside. All the other guy lines were untied from their spots and the two foot rebar stakes were inside the blind. WTF?
I went home with my blood pressure pumping hard. I decided that knocking on his door was nothing but trouble, as much as i wanted to. Instead I called and left a message stating I was tired of all the bullshit and it needs to stop now. Within minutes his wife is knocking at our door. I was downstairs and could hear the dog barking and my wife talking to someone. I go upstairs and as soon as this woman sees me she tries to push past my wife into our house. My wife told her to back off that she was not welcome inside. The woman is ranting and raving as she has in the past that her husband has done nothing wrong. I told her to back the fuck up and step out of my house and informed her she was trespassing. She gives me this bullshit story that her husband hasn't been in the woods in two years as he has memory loss problems. The whole time she is screaming at me and I'm doing my best not to knock the hell out of her. I commenced to tell my side in a very loud voice and tell her to get the fuck off my property.
By this point hunting is the last thing I feel like doing, but I talked myself into getting changed and heading out. I was hoping it would get the situation off my mind. I got in my stand a little late because of the whole deal and decided to make my "good luck" post thinking I needed to think positive. I ended up not seeing anything even though it was a great night out there.
When I got home I find out the Champion Police paid a visit while I was out. Here the old bag called the cops on me. How the hell does she think she has a right to call on me? I'm the one being violated here. I guess she told them they feared for their safety or something along those lines. My wife explained the whole deal to the officer and he says he understands, but I need to call them next time there is a situation. I already did that you fucktards! I sit here typing this in complete amazement that they called the cops on me. I'm ready to explode about this whole thing.
I think my morning hunt is canceled and I will be out there with as many No Trespassing signs that I can carry. I'm still trying to keep a level head about this, but a part of me wants to throw all common sense to the wind and show them how I really feel!
Since then I have had run in after run in with the old bastard. I'll get to my stand and my pull rope will be gone or cut. I have found garbage in my blind. My buddy has had small shed antlers placed in his seat 20' off the ground. Just lots of different shit to let us know he is out there when we aren't. We have trail cam pics of the guy in full camo in the dark before season was in. I contacted the police and my buddy contacted the game warden. We were told the same thing by both of them that they couldn't do anything unless we called while he was out there. So I guess we are supposed to catch him and tie him to a tree and then call. At one point this guy actually went to different neighbors around me and told them I was poaching deer. The irony of that is he told me about a place in Braceville that lets him put his own tag on and he never fully clicks the tag so he has it to use later on another. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, a guy basically admitting to me he was a poacher. I never acted on that comment as I never seen anything personally.
Fast forward to today.
Shawn asked me to help him move a stand for tonight's hunt which I was happy to do. On our way out we were passing my ground blind that I posted pics of. I haven't hunted that or walked up to it since the day I made that post. I had plans of leaving it alone till gun season for my son. As we were walking by the blind it didn't look right to me. I told Shawn I was going to take a look at it. I get over there and see the whole thing is shifted about two feet from it's original spot. I had this thing basically hurricane proof when I left it, with a support pole in the middle in case rain tried to puddle up and maybe break the roof poles. The support pole was knocked over, my seat was folded back up, and one of the guy lines was cut off the outside and laying inside. All the other guy lines were untied from their spots and the two foot rebar stakes were inside the blind. WTF?
I went home with my blood pressure pumping hard. I decided that knocking on his door was nothing but trouble, as much as i wanted to. Instead I called and left a message stating I was tired of all the bullshit and it needs to stop now. Within minutes his wife is knocking at our door. I was downstairs and could hear the dog barking and my wife talking to someone. I go upstairs and as soon as this woman sees me she tries to push past my wife into our house. My wife told her to back off that she was not welcome inside. The woman is ranting and raving as she has in the past that her husband has done nothing wrong. I told her to back the fuck up and step out of my house and informed her she was trespassing. She gives me this bullshit story that her husband hasn't been in the woods in two years as he has memory loss problems. The whole time she is screaming at me and I'm doing my best not to knock the hell out of her. I commenced to tell my side in a very loud voice and tell her to get the fuck off my property.
By this point hunting is the last thing I feel like doing, but I talked myself into getting changed and heading out. I was hoping it would get the situation off my mind. I got in my stand a little late because of the whole deal and decided to make my "good luck" post thinking I needed to think positive. I ended up not seeing anything even though it was a great night out there.
When I got home I find out the Champion Police paid a visit while I was out. Here the old bag called the cops on me. How the hell does she think she has a right to call on me? I'm the one being violated here. I guess she told them they feared for their safety or something along those lines. My wife explained the whole deal to the officer and he says he understands, but I need to call them next time there is a situation. I already did that you fucktards! I sit here typing this in complete amazement that they called the cops on me. I'm ready to explode about this whole thing.
I think my morning hunt is canceled and I will be out there with as many No Trespassing signs that I can carry. I'm still trying to keep a level head about this, but a part of me wants to throw all common sense to the wind and show them how I really feel!
. Make it so it can't be released and has to be cut off lol. Then when a missing persons report comes out you can tell the cops where to find his sorry ass lol.
