re: Did any of y'all trespass when you were young?

We hunted all the time in the woods that is now Stonebridge subdivision. We had no idea who owned it, but used it like it was ours, no problems.

After they built the golf courses I decided it looked like a great place to run five miles. Greens keepers chased me down in carts and ran me off before the third fairway. Times change.

Just for pond fishing and 4 wheeling, we stayed off food plots, but rode the shite out of some trails.

ETA: When we first moved in, I set up a feeder and a stand in the woods next to our subdivision. Saw some nice deer, never got a clean shot though. Neighbor did the same and killed an 8 pt, called me to come help him haul him out. Heard a couple days later some guy was looking for him about hunting where he wasnt supposed to, we cleared our shite out with the quickness. No clue who owns the property, but it's inside city limits. Nothing ever came about, but we havent hunted back there since. I do take my fish guts back there and throw in a drainage ditch though.

All the time.

One cannot do this now, with all of the trail cameras out there.

turkeys....


I did have a weak moment last spring where my conscience kept my from doing it (coupled with seeing people around there the previous day)...i still regret it

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turkeys will make you question your morals man

they always seem to on the wrong side of the fence

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no fricking doubt

I called one in last spring to about 10 steps, it was unreal and he was just on the other side of the barbed wire. I was sure I heard some funny yelping coming from the other side of the field (probably a real hen that sounded like shite as they all do) where I saw two dudes the day before. I didnt pull the trigger and he busted me. I lost sleep for a couple of nights. I still regret it.

trespassing? hmmm let me think. I don't really know

Did I catch bass out of ponds in neighborhoods/golf courses I didn't live anywhere near? Yep

Did I ride 4 wheelers for miles and miles until I hit an unpassable obstacle and then spend all day trying to get around said obstacle? Yep

Did I purchase my first bow with the sole intention of hunting in the back of neighborhoods that bordered some really large tracts of prime deer real estate? Yep

Did I ride around in a truck shooting squirrels with a pellet gun out of people's front yards? Yep

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oh and all of this betwwen 1999-2006/7

1st off, I have never commented on the trespassing subject before.


2nd off, who the frick was never a teenager? and moreso, who has never changed their opinion and/or actions towards a certain subject?

I have not trespassed since I was maybe 19-20 years old.

Pretty much every day of hunting season, before I could drive. This is like age 12 - 14.

We had to cross this one piece of private land, from which we were expressly banned, to gain access to another piece of private land, on which we would likely not have been welcome.

Thing is, by crossing on "ban land 1", we gained access to "ban land 2" so deep in the wood NO ONE would have ever known we were back there. Thus, we never got banned from ban land 2, and the exact reason we took entrance the way we did.

The two terrains were totally different too. Ban land 1 was fields and tree lines. VERY open. Had to be SLICK, son, to cross that place. Only about 600 yards wide though.

Ban land 2 though was a HUGE cypress swamp.

If anyone wants to see this, I just looked on Google earth. Go there, google Somerset Street, LaPlace, La. Look south, about where the pin comes up, roughly halfway back in the subdivision. That "square" of land, south of the pin on Somerset Street, roughly twice the width of the subdivision, that separates the subdivision from "ban land 2" (per google earth, which is a VERY wet swamp with big cypress holes, is "ban land 1". Looks like it's all trees now. As a kid, some 35 years ago, it was fields and trees. That's what we crossed to get to ban land 2, the big swamp, with the big cypress breaks in it.

That's understandable, and it tells the current tale of the world we live in where character and respect have watered down, and trust has declined with it.

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