Talk about a great morning...............It was cold enough so I through some venison in the truck on my way out with the shotgun and stopped by the farm before I came home.

The farmer had a buddy there talking with him and his eyes lit up when I brought out the venison bag.........I offered him whatever he wanted and gave him a slim jim from the bag I had been nibbling on myself. He LOVED them, and says "Man, you toss me a couple bags of these every year and you can come over to my place anytime" I said "Where's your place??"..........He points right across the street and says "Come on over and see". Turns out his house is unseen from the road as he gave some land for a church to be built and it blocks the view and masks the driveway. I never even knew he was there.

250 acres of woods in a great area thanks to a bag of slim jims and 5 minutes out of my day.


Didn't see a single deer and it was still a great day!!!!