![]() ![]() The three of us spread out across the farm, and settled into our box stands with shotguns in hand. My dad and uncle were adamant about packing meals and staying in the deer stand all day because you never know when that buck is going to cruise by during the rut. I was so stoked for that opportunity, but I remember feeling overwhelmed with sitting dark-to-dark. ![]() ![]() At that time, I was fourteen-years-old, and this was my first season sitting alone in the deer stand. It was the second weekend of slug season in 2006 and I was set-up along a slough edge, overlooking a large CRP field. At the time, my family hunted on my uncle’s property since we hadn’t purchased our own hunting land yet. ![]()
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