Ground blind hunting
I don’t remember when it was, but my dad got this idea for the two of us to sit behind some camouflaged netting at the old farm where he hunted. He set netting around a bunch of trees so that we could walk in and sit at a pinch point. We sat on some buckets and just waited and waited. I must have been getting bored because I walked out the blind and sat under a tree and took a snooze. I got up…












