> I don't see a problem with talking to the other hunter and going a different direction than him when there is 10's of thousands of acres of land in all directions. <
That sounds reasonable, and I would make an attempt to talk with the other hunter as well. But the problem is you can't trust someone you don't know and when it comes to hunting and firearms some folks can get real competitive, not to mention squirrelly. Consider this cautionary tale...
In Michigan we have H.A.P. properties. (Hunter Access Program) They are privately owned blocks of property, essentially leased by the state for public hunting purposes. There is a common parking area and a check-in system where you are supposed to fill out an info card and put it in a drop box.
About 10 years ago I went for an evening deer hunt alone on such a property. I encountered a younger hunter in the woods after I had built a brush blind near a swale. He looked a little rough around the edges with stringy hair, no hat, grease smeared orange coveralls and an old shiny rattletrap shotgun. We had a brief conversation and I asked where he was headed. He assured me that he was headed toward the back of the property (360 acres) and wouldn't interfere with my hunt. About two hours later it was primetime, 20 minutes before dark. I had rattled and grunted a couple times when I heard a twig snap behind my tree. I slowly looked around the tree and there was the same young hunter standing about 15 yards away. I was steamed and chastised him pretty good for not going where he said he was, sneaking around in a public deer hunting area just before dark and generally violating every safety rule that existed. Somewhere in the conversation I told him that was a good way to get shot and he needed to find a place and just sit in a hunting area like that. He never said a word and just turned and left, although I could see he didn't take the sermon very well.
I started packing up my stuff as the hunt was ruined but I had an eerie feeling about the whole experience and was a bit unerved. On the two-track out I met up with a couple other hunters and struck up a conversation figuring there was strength in numbers. My concerns were not unfounded because when we reached the car park the youngster was waiting in his truck with the engine running. When he saw me with two other hunters he got out of his truck with his shotgun. He made a big show of racking all five slugs out onto the ground and then threw the gun and shells into the truck bed and slammed the tailgate shut. We watched in surprise and I could see the other two guys wondering what this nutcase was up to. His next move took the cake...he put his truck in drive and shot straight forward into the farmer's yard below the farmhouse on the hill. He proceeded to do several donuts, gunning the engine and tearing the hell out of the yard and spraying mud and grass everywhere. When he came back towards the car park he veered sharply onto the gravel road and gunned it spraying the remaining four vehicles and the three of us with rocks. Holy sh*t!
I've thought about that incident ever since. Why was he waiting with a loaded gun in his truck? What would have happened if I hadn't met up with the other two guys? Was he on drugs, or crazy, or both? I contacted the DNR, but of course he didn't check in and the license plate on his truck was covered with mud. That was the last time I ever hunted a H.A.P. property.
It's been my experience that turkey hunters are a bit more congenial and ethical than deer hunters for the most part. But a scene like that can play out anywhere, anytime. Think twice before you trust a total stranger that has a gun. Better yet, just keep driving.
"The joy of living is his, who has the heart to demand it." Teddy Roosevelt