I actually bumped into a bunch of these folks back in '96. Opening Day of Ohio Bow, I had a spot out east of Cincinnati. The owner ran a campground and used to let it out to all sorts of alternative groups. This particular weekend, he called to tell me that the Sons of Odin were coming in for their regional conclave.
I managed to skewer a small buck on the property, and tracked him for an hour through a pasture, only to have drop by the campground and my truck. I came out through a line of tents set up near the main gathering area. You should have seen the welcome I got! I guess everyone had just gotten up and were having their coffee, and I came through camp and I was hailed as Hearn himself.
The only odd thing about these folks were the number of people who wanted to help me gut. I had probably half a dozen folks, men and women both, who wanted a piece of the action. It's the only time I've gutted a deer with an audience.
