Saturday morning about 745 I get a text from my brother in law who is in his stand about 100 yards from me at the other side of our property. He is on the very edge of a cut bean field. Text says Buck in front of you. I immediately stood up and grabbed my bow. I look up into the field and just barely see him thru the remaining leaves. He is coming off the edge of the bean field into a little grassy field, walking the tree line. He crossed over my walk in path. I draw back as he is about to walk into what I thought was a clear opening in the trees to my right. Im looking right at a small branch behind my 30 yard pin. No shot. He turns directly to his right and goes onto the neighboring property which is 45 yards away. I tried to grunt him back over, it got his attention, but not enough. About an hour later I hear a bunch of people walking thru the woods 2 properties over. Making all kinds of racket. Not good for the late morning hunt. We give it about another 2 hours and call it a day. Sunday morning, after the time change, im expecting that same 8 point to take relatively the same path in he did the day before. 830 comes around and nothing. Then I hear a sound I never thought I would hear back in the woods in this area. A damn Bob Cat. Not the animal, the machine. Apparently the property where I heard all the people had just sold a few weeks ago and the guy was back there tearing down all the trees. I was not very happy to say the least. All I could hear for the next 2 hours was trees being bowled over by this douche canoe. Came out of the stand around 10:45 pissed off. I hope to God that he is done with what ever fu*k fu*k games he is playing by the time I get back out there. At first I thought, ok this might help push deer towards me. But the properties aren't wide enough for me to get that lucky. Any advice on how to deal with this gash on society?