One long border of my property also abuts against an abandoned RR track. It always has people riding ATVs and cars on it. It's also long border of my pond.

Fighting trespassers is a continuous effort. Once you run off a group, there will soon be a new group.

I go for the "warning once, then, throw the book at them." This way, you can always say you tried to be nice.


Excerpt from Robert Crais' "The Monkey's Raincoat:"
"She took another microscopic bite of her sandwich, then pushed it away. Maybe she absorbed nutrients from her surroundings."