Swamps and thickets are my thing. I don't care to see 20 or 30 deer 100 yards away. Give me one at point blank and I'm in Heaven. I like the smell of the woods, the other critters running around, figuring out trails and patterns and then hunting them. I really can't stand watching a big open field and watching deer feed for 2 hours out of range. Nothing quite as good as hemlocks and decaying leaves on a crisp fall morning. I'll hunt hardwoods when they're hitting the acorns but if I can find a spot where the underbrush comes in tight or there is a little sappling grove... that's where I'll be.