When I was stationed in CT I got permission from the head of their GW's to hunt and fish his land. He had a significant stretch of a VERY popular river as one of his borders. TU guys had locked up all the access from the other side. I cannot begin to put to words this guy's hatred for the TU guys. Because of this he told me by all means to use his property to access the river with only one stipulation; I HAD to use spinning tackle, live bait and couldn't release ANY legal fish. It was all done to piss off the TU guys, It was fucking awesome! He even told me to bring as many friends as I wanted to, but they had to abide by the same rules, lol.

We would catch our limits then cook them on the bank and watch the TU guys fume.

Killed the hell outta grouse on that place too, but I wasn't allowed to bring others there to hunt.