Picture this: You wake up at 5:00am with a splitting headache. You stare blankly across from the bunkhouse at the camp table with at least four empty bottles of “Canadian Hunter” whiskey, beer cans, cribbage boards, and stale cheese. Theo is passed out on the floor by the stove trying to warm himself. You wonder where you are for a second and remember that you’re in Northwestern Wisconsin (whoa), and you’ve been sport deer camp hopping. At first it doesn’t sound all that appealing. Good, I wanted to start with the worst part of deer camp, because it’s all uphill from here! Book your vacation right now for this coming Friday, because that’s the day before gun deer hunting opener.
You don’t have to hunt, or even know anything about hunting to go deer camp hopping, just show up at any country bar in Wisconsin, Minnesota, or the U.P of Michigan (suck it down-staters) this Friday around noon and start talking turkey… er deer. Practice your accent on the trip up to mimic the local dialects. This phrase can get you a out of a lot of sticky situations if you pronounce everything correctly, so get it down . “Ya, soorry dere, oops.”
Imagine telling the tales back home in Denver of all of the amazing experiences you had while there.