I love to get away from the noise from the city. There is something that drives me to get out of bed at 5 in the morning, a normal day of work or school I think 7 am is hell but its that illusive whitetail that drives me to my stand every morning. Mornings are the perfect time of day. I can see my breath, its dark, its cold, you hear hear footsteps, your heart is racing. I LOVE IT. I also love to sit and think about things that you can never find the time to do at home. I like continuing the tradition that was started ages ago for survival.