A few years ago, me and four other guys were duck hunting on a relative's place that we've been hunting as long as I can remember. We have a blind that I helped build when I was a kid 30 some odd years ago. There were some guys that came up in a boat not far from us and set up and started hunting. We were killing a few ducks and they were too, but no one wanted to quit hunting to go run them off. At about 10A.M. as the ducks had just about quit flying, we decided we would walk over and tell these guys they were on posted land which they had to know already because the lines are clearly marked. Well when we got there, these guys had one heck of a setup, and had broken out the stove and started cooking breakfast. Man it smelled good. We started out the conversation with how good the hunting was and so on, and finally they invited us to eat with them and we did. After we ate and drank most all of their coffee, I said do you guys know you are hunting posted land, and one of them said yea we knew it and we also knew y'all were coming over to run us off, but since y'all weren't an ass about it, we couldn't be either. We stood around and talked some more and they left and I have never seen them since.