I grew up in Pace, Fl. Our local water system had a nature reserve that had some dang fine fishing and some stud bucks. You could fish on certain days but hunting was off limits to everybody.

Some buddies acquired a key to the gate and used the back entrance. All on 4 wheelers and shotguns off they went in the back gate, which could only be accessed down a muddy power line through Escambia River WMA (not atv's allowed). They surrounded a block of thick planted pines and started doing a man drive. about 10 minutes into it they heard trucks coming. It was 2 employees of the water company. Thankfully my buddies left the back gate open so high tailed it out on four-wheelers and got thru the first mud hole. The first truck behind them got stuck so they were able to get away.

Young and dumb, but "they" never went back.