All good things must end, but loosing my hunting / trapping lease since 1980 is like a death in the family. The landowner notified me, and our other hunters, that this coming hunting season would be our last, and he was giving us a year to remove our gear. He's pushing 90 years old, but could pass for 70, and he's turning his ranch operations over to his kids. The kids are anti-hunting, anti-guns, anti-everything, and the minute they get control of the (two) ranch holdings, they will only see $$$$$$ and sell everything off. In 39 years, you accumulate a LOT of stuff, and having a whole year to move it will be stretching things a bit. We're looking at a 36ft fifth wheel trailer, deer blinds, both tower and large ground type, feeders, eight hog traps and one huge corral trap, grills, smokers, and even a jeep. What's even more heartbreaking for me is at my age, I can't just move to another location - it's the end for me. More depressed than I can ever remember. It was fun while it lasted. I watched his kids grow up - and now I despise them.