I rode my fence lines today, I was actually looking for a cow that I had down to calve today. I came up on a man and a woman sitting in a two man ladder stand with muzzle loaders. Their stand was in a tree, that the line fence is actually nailed to. I don't hunt at all, but I do lease my land out to a gentleman from Florida. I like to look out for his best intrest. If I didn't lease my land out, I wouldn't care at all. My son hunts, but with a friend of mine, on his place. The stand was actually in a tree in the fence line. I knew they were within their. Rights to be there, so I just stopped to talk to them. They were actually guest of my neighbor. Turns out they were both drunk. When I say drunk I mean slathering drunk. When I got home, a looked up the neighbors place on draft logic. As near as I can tell, counting his yard he owns somewhere between 3 and 3 1/2 acres. He mows about half of that. I make it a point to get along with everybody. I'll end up letting this roll off of me like water down a ducks back. I do kinda resent having intoxicated people with weapons that near my place.