And then there's this: I like to read, and I don't get a whole lot of time to enjoy that hobby. So fall is my time to catch up, and frankly, I can't think of a more enjoyable place to read than in an autumn treestand. I read a paragraph or two, scan the trails for awhile, then go back to the book. I get a kick out of it, and in at least one instance reading actually helped me kill a deer. Deer movement died about 9:30 that morning, but the book kept me in the saddle for two more hours, when a great 10-point showed up. I rattled him in and shot him at high noon.