A couple of years ago I was hunting a property here by the house and I had an elderly gentleman in overalls enter the end of the field I was hunting. He had a small dog with him and he waved at me as he walked out of the field. I was aggravated that he walked in here where I was thinking deer would be entering. I got down a little early that evening and walked to the end of the field he came out in. There was not a track in the field where they had walked. I didn't think much about that until I talked to the landowner and told him someone was trespassing on the land. After I described the man, he told me it sounded like his daddy. Trouble was his dad had passed away many years before. He always walked in the evenings and his little dog would go with him. His dog was the same as the dog I saw with the man. Every time I hunt there now, I am as jumpy as a crackhead. Place just unnerves me after seeing them. I don't know what I saw, but I know it left a lasting impression on me. I never was spooked in the woods until this happened. An acorn can hit the ground and I will jump like a rocket went off.