Back in the day where my dad would set my stand and pick my hunting spot and lead me to the stand in the morning and not walk away until I got the seat belt from an old buick snapped. That was my fall protection. 8ft was plenty high, so my dad told me. Can't remember seeing any deer. The frst animal I saw bow hunting was a bear.

Now it is the other way around. Except the old car seat belt to keep me in the stand, we have graduated past that. When did I become my parents keeper. I wouldn't trade it though