Meh, I guess the evil Texas high fence canned hunt ranch operator has to chine in here.
Sure, we've only got a measly 900 acres of dense scrub hill country under fence, so I guess it's pretty much like shooting deer in a feeding pen, or so I've been told. Sure, if you take a mule ride around the ranch at the right time of day you are pretty much 100% guaranteed to see a deer somewhere. And, I guess if you didn't care about what you take home with you, that means you have a 100% chance of getting a shot in no matter how much you suck at hunting. Oddly enough, we don't have much of a problem with people plugging dumb does from the mule.
Sure, if you pay us to come to our ranch and hunt a 200+ white tail, you'll get a shot at a 200+ white tail. Not because putting a fence around deer makes them more stupid than they normally are and they all group up in a big cluster in front of the hunter, but because our family has been working all year at patterning that deer and we can put you on him with a very good probability.
(...super frustrating bucks aside that is... the ones that we watch grow massive antlers for four years, then when it comes time to sell him, he vanishes from October through January only to show up fat and happy after we stop hunting. Pesky buggers.)
But then again, that's why some people pay people like me to come hunt on our ebil high fenced ranches instead of going to open country to do it. They simply don't have the time or inclination to put in a full year of scouting tracking and prep to get the trophy they want.
The point is, someone still did that work. That hunter didn't magically know exactly when or where to be when that trophy decided to walk out of the woods.
Now, little 50 acre kill ops... screw them.