You guys are killin' me with all this hunting luxury! Having lived out here my entire life, I had no idea you guys did this stuff. I thought it was all tree stands and such......nooooooo.
Out here we leave camp at o-dark thirty with a rifle and pack. We don't come back to camp until we either have killed sumthin', or it's dark, period. Maybe because I was raised in a hunting lodge in B.C., and my dad and all my uncles were wranglers and outfitters. It was real hunting, and that tradition was passed on to me.
You guys live in an entirely different 'hunting world' than I ever imagined. To say you all are creative would be an understatement, and now being well into geezerhood, I can sure see the appeal of your efforts. I could easily spend a day in one of your "hides", warm and toasty, sipping something friendly and warm.
Thanks for this post, it's been fun and eye opening. Continue on gentlemen!