In New York, it doesn’t matter whose land it is, you can only hunt when the bureaucrats want you to.
I think that even applies to picking up road kill “out of season.” I once hit a deer with my car, and a guy with a pick-up truck behind me saw what happened. He asked if he could take the carcass. So he did a quick look around to see if cops were coming, wrestled the (dead) animal into his truck, and off he went.
Heh. My grandfather got caught doing the same thing with a deer he hit with his Renault (major damage to the Renault).