Sunny Hill, your right on about the addictiveness of those old growth swamps.The longbeards were blasting off yesterday morning but with so many different birds calling they kind of blended in.I saw a mess of pileted woodpeckers but I kept a close eye on them hoping to rediscover an ivory billed.Im am a richer man for having experienced such a pristine, somewhat intact habitat.If I never saw a pig all weekend I would have had a successful hunt.Took pics of a beautiful bobcat print in the mud,aradillos from inches of my boot,owls, saw wood ducks by the score and a mess of deer and turkey.One buck still had his headgear on him.After finding those artifacts my imagination really ran away and I wondered about the fellas that made em and what they were hunting the day they dropped them.A truly enchanting place and Im glad Ray and his people appreciate the value of such a place and nurture it as they do.