We used to have a deer “camp” for Texas that means you. A. Drive right to it but growing up it was just me my dad his buddy and his son. No generator, buckets to flush. Just lanterns and Coleman stove.
The 4 of us sitting around a fire Playing dominoes usually.
When it was bed time we would all get in our beds and sleep like a baby.
I also like when your dropping a routine deuce and you hit a gas pocket that red Adair would have trouble with. When you stand up you have to grab another belt hole
