Most of you know, I spend the majority of my time in the woods with my dad. While we don't generally hunt out of the same stand/blind with one another anymore, we're rarely ever not in the same woods. When one of us isn't out there, it just feels weird. I know there's going to come a day when he can no longer be there with me, and I absolutely dread it, but until then I look forward to every chance I get to spend in the woods with him.