It happens every year like clockwork. It can vary from year to year but it always shows up on my doorstep around late August! Slowly but surely the anticipation of that first crisp fall day is stirring in my sole. A slight change in the color of trees around me and the smell of the fall woods brings me back over and over again to a time of the year I long for. Deer hunting is a big part of that and thoughts of time spent in the stand and in the cabin with family and friends brings a feeling of ease to the hectic life I lead. I absolutely love this time of year, people say why?The world around you shutting down and getting cold? Au Contraire, it's just the beginning and heating up!