While in graduate school I hunted the LP, both north and south of the rifle line. Up north, the preferred tactic was to heap dump truck loads of carrots and sugar beets. The area was characterized by lots of abandoned farmland in various stages of succession. Lanes were mowed off connected shooting shacks to bait piles. The most sought after locations were typically adjacent poorly drained acreage and strips of timber. The better bait piles were flanked by multiple shooting shacks. Occupants preferred Weatherby Magnums in .284, .308, and .338 varieties. It was like another planet.
