Good luck with it Bwana. If you score, post plenty of pics ... but PLEASE, consult your sister before posting!

Willy, your post brings back plenty of memories. I was a tough young idiot and would be in my stand from before dawn until dusk ... never once leaving my post. I couldn't tell you how many nice bucks I killed after being spooked by other hunters leaving the woods to grab some lunch. I always "brown-bagged". But sitting in a tree or ground blind (read; sitting on a log hidden by a pile of brush) in freezing temps for 12-13 hours for days, took their toll. When I finally lost my desire to torture myself, I look back and wonder WTF I was thinking. I have to admit, I loved it at the time, but I really don't miss it as much as I thought I would.