My dad, grandpa, cousin, and me are all in a big deer camp in perryville arkansas. We drive 2 and a half hours to go there, usually every weekend when season is in, and for a week during thanksgiving. We love to go for all of the other same reasons mentioned above, except in this camp there is no alcohol allowed. The timber company has strict rules. After the days hunt we all come back to a nice camp fire and sit around it and talk about what we see and past huntin stories. You cant be deer camp.