I have permission to hunt farmer friend's land in northeast Texas, less than a couple hours from my house. He just said to make sure the feral hogs and drunk teenagers stay off the place and I can have at it. Well this year I did my homework, and did my best to find where the high traffic areas of the property are, and on an afternoon sit on black friday, despite it being very windy, I caught this guy walking right up to my stand. He now resides in my freezer.
