Deer Drives is how it used to be done in the South. Our cabin has a permanently painted map of the area, all roads (most don't exist anymore), and the name of "Drives" painted on. E.G., there's an Old Tram Road, and next to it is "Old Tram Drive". They had maps of where to put the standers and where to put the dogs out, and where to pick 'em up. You did NOT get off of your stand until they came and got you. No four wheelers, of course, and a Willys Jeep wouldn't hold everyone, so lots of folks had Power Wagons.

Those guys never thought that you could kill a deer by waiting on it to walk by. They were too wary. So you had to drive them out of the southern thickets, or do without.

While I have come to detest that kind of hunting, and hate it when someone's dogs get over on our property, there IS that tingling in the back of my neck when a chase gets close to me. After it's over, I think "Man, I wish they'd go away".........but when they are approaching, it's lightning in a bottle.