Join Date: Jan 2009
Location: Tri-State (IA, WI, IL) area
I've been traipsing around our 20 acres and the ~200 acres of the family farm for all my life. I've got it all down like the back of my hand, right down to the abandoned shack and it's recliner, the three deer stands, aaaaalllll the old fencing (some of that fencing is older than my great-grandfather!), the beer cans hanging on fences (they're my dad and his brothers' way of marking property boundaries.), the toilet that's just sitting around the middle of the woods for some reason, an abandoned and rusted out truck that my my dad had tried to haul out for steel as a teenager (it fell off the trailer, rolled down the hill through the woods, and wrapped itself around a couple trees.), the mines and caves, where the livestock (both horses and cattle) like to bed down, and every cowpath that runs through all the fields.
The fun part is luring friends into the deep part of the woods and then 'losing' them for a little bit. ;p