I want to remember the couple of weeks when my college roommate, Ryan, and I hunted a farm down in Tennessee. We didn't have any trail cameras or food plots out down there. Instead, we just carried in climbers and hunted "old school," finding the tracks and rubs and scrapes and eventually, the right trees for getting into bow range. Between the two of us, we killed six deer in four or five sits at that place. We got nothing big, but man, did we have fun. I won't abandon my food plots or trail cameras any time soon, but I once enjoyed hunting without them, and it seems I still can.