Making Camp

I didn't grow up a hunter.  I didn't grow up against it, but (other than squirrels and rabbits as a youth) my dad didn't hunt and it is rarely something you just fall into.

About 10 years ago after several years of prodding, I finally accepted an invite from my father-in-law to head down to his deer lease in central Texas.  Unlike previous years, my wife was instrumental in me going as she didn't want her dad heading out alone (a decision she would later regret).