We are swamped with "Road Hunters". The county road goes right through us for only a short way, but it is 1.5 miles too long. We can see the road, in bits and pieces, from the house and I can tell you, it drives us crazy. A vehicle (usually big 4 doors with the occupants prematurely dressed in orange) drives in but it doesn't drive out, and one of us has to drive out to the road, which usually will send them on their way.
I have an endless stream of hunters knocking on the door (wearing orange) asking to hunt. When I tell them that it is all leased out, you should hear the whining. (Do they sleep in orange?)
One year "blue tongue" wiped out all the deer, and there was whining. The plague wiped out all the prairie dogs and there was more whining. Hunters driving in the mud and making 8" deep tracks that were there till spring and we were the ones doing the whining. Who ruined who's hunt and who took down a deer that would have been bigger and better next year.........Oh yes next year........when it starts all over again, along with their whining........and mine!