Since relocating about 8 years ago, I've been hunting public land in SW Ohio. We've got some nice woods and some nice deer. Not a lot of wall hangers but great corn and soy fed freezer game.
So as I scout these "wildlife areas" and learn where the traffic is from the sign, I'm looking for trees to use my climber in. When I find a great spot and start checking lanes of fire, I frequently find that I'm not the only one that had this idea. I find bent and broken branches, even cut limbs. (illegal) And often as not, my prized tree probably has a reflective thumb-tack stuck in it.
Sometimes the back-side of the tack is rusty and has probably been there a year or more. So, especially when there are signs that the shooting lanes have been tended recently, what's the etiquet? Move to another area? I hate to walk away from the best spot if nobody is going to show up.
Should I hunt it anyhow? And pray that anyone who does show up isn't related to Chia Vang? I do this sometimes if I can hunt on a weekday. I tend NOT to do it on a weekend when there's a better chance other hunters may be lining up for the prime spots.
I HATE it when I get there all early and someone else blunders in just in time to spoil the best time of the day!
My worst instance of this was in West Virginia on PRIVATE land. I put a climber on a tree on property my Dad bought off a friend of ours. On gun season opening day I walked in got to a climber I had place on the tree a day earlier, and was up and set at least an hour early. Just before legal shooting I hear man-walking noise. A guy walks up the spur I'm on the point of and right under me to a spot 50 yards away and sits down. I'm waving my hunter orange hat at him. He doesn't move. We both hunt that way for two hours. Finally a couple deer run through that weren't worth shooting and I track them with my scope. The other guy can hear them but can't see them. Finally I take a piss off the stand in his "general direction" and HE starts yelling that I'm ruining HIS spot. He's hunted here every year and got deer, etc. I ask him who the owner is. He names a relative of the former owner who owns adjacent property more than a quarter mile away.
Oh, and then there's the time I showed up on opening day - on private land, where I'm the "only one with permission to hunt", only to find my stand and screw-in steps missing.
Ok, you get the idea. This is therapy. Get it all out! ;-)