This reminds me of camps I've been to in Northcentral PA and New York's Adirondacks. Wild places and true hunts. I love deer camp. I try to explain to people who don't hunt that it's a holiday, better than christmas.

Great story. Its pretty cool to hear about the different traditions and rituals that happen at various deer camps around the country.

My grandfather (passed in July at 99 years young) hunted Drummond Island during the 30's. I will always remeber the stories and his massive 240 pound (dressed) 12 point that is now in my dad's cabin in Skanee, Mi. Thanks for triggering some great memories!