It may have looked like an outhouse from the back, but it was a no nonsense, but comfortable hide out and I soon made myself comfortable in it's dark interior... after doing the required northern guy snake check.
It had been much too cold for any snake activity, but I guy just can't be too careful.
An old office chair made for comfortable sitting so with an arrow nocked and bow leaning close at hand I settled in for the evening watch.
I had a pretty good idea what I wanted in a deer and was prepared to wait for him. Of course any doe that was too slow on the uptake was going to get skewered by a razor sharp Magnus I.
Any size hog was in deep doo as well. I'm intrigued by those big old, rank, heavy shielded boars and I wouldn't pass on one, but I much preferred the idea of a tasty, tender piggy in the sub hundred pound class.