Y'all need to learn to poop at home. These piles of tp at forest road gates are out of hand. I'm blaming adult onset hunters who don't know that: A. You get up an hour extra early and have a cup of coffee and B. You're supposed to bury that crap. Between the e-bike tracks and piles of papers these just ain't the woods I used to know. Poop at home. That is all.