My father and his brothers hunted in this holler as a kid with my grandad. I hunted in this holler with my dad, cousins, friends and grandfather John Henry Phillips. It is one of my favorite places to listen to the white oak acorns fall, even though I seldom see deer here.
Same stand from last year...not as many leaves down yet but this is one of my favorite places to be. The white belly is from yesterday morning! Shot him at 0730 and didn't have time for new pictures