The beginning of deer season was always a big event in the Catskill Mountains of Upstate New York. White-tailed deer were plentiful around home probably because of the acres of lush alfalfa and cauliflower fields on our farm. I’ll never forget the start of deer season when I was a college freshman. I just had to get home for the start of hunting season so after my Saturday morning calculus class (yes, Saturday classes), I decided to hitchhike (yes, hitchhike) home from college on a very cold November afternoon. Normally it was a three-hour plus drive but as it neared midnight and I was still fifty miles from home, I gave up my thumbing and called my father to come get me. I remember that journey but not the opening day hunt which means that big buck most likely survived for another year. Read more
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All of us in North Carolina are familiar with the Blue Ridge Parkway. Well, Virginia has a 105 mile long mini-version called the Skyline Drive. It offers a strategic advantage to North Carolinians; all those Yankees get tired of driving less than 45 mp on winding two-lane mountain roads and head back north before getting to the good stuff.