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I’m home for the holidays and I couldn’t be happier. Today I am full on turkey, stuffing and cranberry sauce, but tomorrow I will get my fill of what I really crave. I’ll be waking up at 3:15 AM tomorrow morning to drive up to our deer camp in Northern Michigan, intent on bagging an elusive swamp buck or die trying.

Our little piece of paradise is a one room cabin on a 40 acre plot of thick cedars, swamps and bogs. It’s the home to bears, deer and legend.

Here’s to adding one more story to the lore of our hunting camp and one more rack on the wall…