Growing up in Eastern New Mexico we had to run hunters off our fence lines and wind breaks every pheasant season. Funny thing is, if they actually would come to the house and ask, dad would usually let them hunt with the only qualification being that they didn't hunt our equipment corner or around the house. Sad thing is, 4 out of 5 would never ask and act like they owned the place.
I do remember coming home from Church one morning with my mom. We came by one field and a couple guys had targets leaned up against one of the towers of our sprinkler. Mom stopped to ask what the hell they were doing. They proceeded to tell her that they had lived in that County longer than she had been alive and no rich, little white girl was goin to tell them that they couldn't use that land how they pleased. Mom, told them to wait right there and we would get things figured out real quick with her husband and the sheriff. When she told dad a few minutes later it was probably a good thing they were already gone by the time he got there.
Just a couple years ago, dad caught a couple young men stealing scrap metal off of one of his equipment corners when scrap prices were through the roof. When they saw him hauling ass down the road they jumped in their truck and took off. This was about 5 miles out of town. As dad was chasing them at around 90 MPH he was calling 911 at the same time. The 911 operator told him to stop chasing them immediately and let the police handle it. My dad told her they could arrest him along with the thieves if they would hurry their asses up. They turned down a railroad right of way on the edge of town and dad said there was crap flying out of the bed of their truck all over the place. About the time the police found them he ran over a piece of metal and blew out a tire. The police continued the chase and caught one of the 2 a couple miles later when they crashed their truck into someones yard and took off on foot. They eventually found out who the other guy was but didn't do much to follow up with charges. They also tried their damndest to try and talk dad out of filing charges. Some BS excuse about a little bit of scrap metal not being worth the paperwork or cost of the trial.
A favorite past time of me and my buddies in high school was spotlighting city kids using country roads and sometimes our fields to screw their girlfriends in. Not out of the ordinary to be heading to the house after dragging main street on the weekend nights and see a couple trying to cover themselves in the bed of their truck as we drove by. Good times for a teenage country boy.
I do remember coming home from Church one morning with my mom. We came by one field and a couple guys had targets leaned up against one of the towers of our sprinkler. Mom stopped to ask what the hell they were doing. They proceeded to tell her that they had lived in that County longer than she had been alive and no rich, little white girl was goin to tell them that they couldn't use that land how they pleased. Mom, told them to wait right there and we would get things figured out real quick with her husband and the sheriff. When she told dad a few minutes later it was probably a good thing they were already gone by the time he got there.
Just a couple years ago, dad caught a couple young men stealing scrap metal off of one of his equipment corners when scrap prices were through the roof. When they saw him hauling ass down the road they jumped in their truck and took off. This was about 5 miles out of town. As dad was chasing them at around 90 MPH he was calling 911 at the same time. The 911 operator told him to stop chasing them immediately and let the police handle it. My dad told her they could arrest him along with the thieves if they would hurry their asses up. They turned down a railroad right of way on the edge of town and dad said there was crap flying out of the bed of their truck all over the place. About the time the police found them he ran over a piece of metal and blew out a tire. The police continued the chase and caught one of the 2 a couple miles later when they crashed their truck into someones yard and took off on foot. They eventually found out who the other guy was but didn't do much to follow up with charges. They also tried their damndest to try and talk dad out of filing charges. Some BS excuse about a little bit of scrap metal not being worth the paperwork or cost of the trial.
A favorite past time of me and my buddies in high school was spotlighting city kids using country roads and sometimes our fields to screw their girlfriends in. Not out of the ordinary to be heading to the house after dragging main street on the weekend nights and see a couple trying to cover themselves in the bed of their truck as we drove by. Good times for a teenage country boy.