With the recent cold snap and the cabin fever setting in, I have decided to post up pictures from last years WI hunting trip.
The trip was a huge success but I never shot at a deer.
I received permission to hunt a farm I used to hunt when I was in high school. Its across the street from the farm house where I was born and where my aunt and uncle live.
My first night was spent visiting with my uncle and my little brother over a beer. watching some does and a buck feed in the field.
The sign on the field was incredible.
I would head back near the Giant oak on the left. It seemed as if they liked to enter from this location.