A coworker's brother bought a farm several years back and decided that he couldn't hunt all the stands himself, so he invited 4 of us out to hunt his stands....
First order of business was 'camp meat'... Any critter in season that would support an evening meal.... Squirrels were the norm, but every once in while a doe would walk down the wrong trail.
When that happened, deer loin with taters were put on the coals to be enjoyed at dark when everyone returned....
Great days and wonderful memories!
God Bless
Rodd