ditto!
Clint,
I sure miss renting that 1830’s farm. It butted up to the Cuyahoga National Reservation, where there was no hunting. Deer galore. I let a dozen friends hunt, including Park Rangers. And I got steaks from all of them. Sadly, my friend, the head Ranger, fell from his tree stand last year, and was killed by his own shotgun. Don’t know the circumstances, as I haven’t lived there for 15 years. But I miss it! Deer, Turkeys, rabbits, etc, and just sitting in the peace of the deep woods................