There's nothing finer than to get out there while the stars are still twinkling in the sky. To pick a ground blind depending on the direction of the morning's zephyrs and silently wait as the day brightens. Or to sit at the base of a tree deep in the woods in a Vermont snowstorm, perhaps to fall asleep in what is probably the most peaceful settings I can think of. If a deer approaches I am confident that a good intentioned red squirrel will wake me. I've taken all my bucks from the ground with one shot.
