My obsession with this little clown camper came last spring when I was at a local 3D shoot. As I was standing in line waiting to pay the entry fee something caught my eye. Across an open field parked against a distant tree line set a little white egg shaped camper. “Cool” I said out loud and quickly proceeded to find the owner. It turned out the owner is a fellow Trad Gang member, Tommy Boy. With his permission I gained access to the inside to see what amenities the little camper offered. For its 13’ length (that’s from hitch to bumper) its interior seemed quite roomy. There was a table that made into a bed, a sink, heater, stove, refrigerator, cabinets, closet and a bench that doubled as another bed. It looked like the perfect hunting camper. I’d been bitten by “the bug” the Scamp bug and off and on from that day forward I kept thinking about getting one of those little campers.
Fast forward to two weeks ago, looking around on **** I found one of the little campers listed. A 1978, 13’ Scamp. It looked a little rough but hey its 32 years old. And from there the journey began.
Here are some pictures of the Scamp.
After contacting the owner and agreeing on a price I called my buddy Chris Kinslow and told him that I was headed to Dallas to pick up a camper and that got his wheels spinning about doing a hunt in Texas. From there the two of us began making phone calls and sending emails out looking for a place to hunt. The species of choice…PIGS!
On Friday night at 4:00 we were on the road headed south, but we still weren’t sure where we were going to hunt. As we were traveling down the road we were still trying to secure a place to hunt. For our hunt we had it narrowed down to three possible locations. One place was a ranch that I hunted earlier this year. The second was some Army Corp of Engineer land around Lavon Lake and the third place was a private ranch that was just starting up a hunting operation.
By 02:30 Saturday morning we had made it to or destination of Wylie, Texas but we were no closer to finding a place to hunt. Within the 08:00 hour on Saturday we were sitting in the Scamp talking with the owner and looking the camper over. Within the 09:00 hour we were on the road with the Scamp in tow, but we still didn’t have place to hunt.
Transfer of Ownership 
My preferred place to hunt (at the time) didn’t pan out. Communication with the rancher went cold so we scratch that one off our list. Our second option, Lavon Lake, really didn’t appeal to either of us even though it was very close to where we were at the time. Lavon Lake’s downside was the pigs were pressured a lot and the lake’s camp grounds were filled. So that left us with the ranch with the start up hunting operation. It was a crap shoot, but we thought we would give it a try.
Stretch A String on the Tarrant Ranch is where we were headed and what a great choice we made!
http://www.stretchastring.com/ From the beginning we were made to feel at home. Our host James Foster was a riot to be around. Full of stories, off the wall comments and crazy sayings Chris and I were hooked from the beginning.
We arrived somewhere around 11:00 or 12:00 o’clock Saturday at the Tarrant Ranch. 
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