purely anecdotal, but the deer-killin'est man I knew never wore camo and never worried about "scent control".

He'd drive his Suzuki Samurai to wherever he wanted to hunt that particular morning, back it up into the trees a little bit to halfway hide it, leave it running so he could keep the heat on, smoke and drink coffee, and then roll the window down and shoot when he saw something he felt like shooting.

take it for what it's worth.


There are 3 certainties in an uncertain world:

1. All Politicians Are Liars
2. All Gun Laws Are an Infringement
3. Taxation Is Theft