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Originally Posted by Hunting Man One horse, thought you'd might like to hear about the PA camp I belong to. It sets on top of a mountain, close to a nice stream. We built a two story camp all propane, no electric, no TV, no phone. We have a nice spring house for water supply in front of camp and we have a steam sauna out back to relax in. The camp sets down in a hollow surrounded by rock ledges and hemlock trees. The camp's name is the Hemlock Hollow Camp go figure. I also hunt with a good friend in the UP of Michigan with nearly the same set-up. I have been most lucky to have hooked up with good friends who enjoyed hunting. I was able to hunt with my dad, and brother, and now my son. Not much in life is better than that. My dad no longer hunts and I lost my brother in 2000, my son has turned into a pretty good hunter himself with bow/rifle. Keep in touch I enjoy our conversations. |
Hunting Man, here's my setup: I have an "eight" man tent (which means about big enough for three with gear). I use my tent when antelope hunting in eastern Montana. It's usually comfortable, except one night when it got down to single digits, and I slept in my sleeping bag wearing every piece of hunting clothing that I had brought with me! For deer and elk hunting, I usually just hunt from my house (after a little drive). Occasionally, it's fun to rent a Forest Service cabin for about $35 a night and share it with friends. These are usually rather primitive, but one time we got one that had electricity - a fridge and range - we lived it up that time with steaks, lasagna, you name it.You're right, life is good. Except, unlike you, in my case, my 34 year old son never got interested in hunting. I'd think I was a failure as dad, but this young man is about as nice a guy as you'll ever meet (and everyone tells me that). Still, I'm jealous that your son hunts with you.