My dad was an avid bowhunter before I was born. I was in the stand with him long before I could hunt. He had a climbing stand and he would tie a rope around my waist, climb up, and then pull me up after him. We never saw much back then as the deer population wasn't near what it is now, but it was one of the best parts of my life. Been hunting with him ever since. My son is 11 months now, but I can't wait to get him in the stand with me in the early season.