Mikey Williams

A Hunter's Harrowing Night

I was 14 when the story took place. It was my first year hunting deer with my family to be specific, my father, my cousin and myself. To paint a picture my blind was two miles south of my father's with his stand being nine miles southwest of my camp. We drove a four-wheeler about 100 yards away from his stand, which left me with a while to walk before I even got to mine.