I've put in about 40 hours of scouting this off-season so far. Found a few spots here and there that got my blood boiling a bit, but nothing awesome. Well today it finally paid off....nasty remote thicket which cannot be scene on a map nor from the road. Hammered with buck sign as it has to be a doe bedding area. Nicknamed it the Storke thicket after a grave I found near it. William Storke 1874-1892. Honoring the guy as he is buried all by himself out in the woods. I'm pumped. Sometimes you just find a spot and you know it is going to produce action.