Back when we hunted paint rock valley, the club had one called, the sh*t humper stand. It was absolute heck to hike too. My dad wanted to hunt it one morning so I told him how to get to it, and he never ask to hunt there again. LOL. Had one in Auburn called the flat tire field, guess what always happened there.

Love a good hunting story, love my family and friends. Some people you can't, but acted like do.