Great post. Mine was the 200 acres across the road that i learned to hunt on. We bought our house and the seller said I could hunt his land like it was mine. I cut my teeth there and made alot of mistakes. I saw my first bobcat there, shot my first racked buck, watched otters scurry across a frozen pond and watched ducks fly in at sunrise. I haven't been on it in over 5 years and he has since sold the property off and someone has built a house in the middle of it. I know I'm never going to set foot on that property again but have some great memories.