My roommate and I used to hunt this farm in college. It was owned by the Sorrel brothers, Ray and Jimmy iirc. They were the last real farmers in the area. Turning onto old sorrel was like being transported 100 miles from Raleigh back then. I killed my first deer with a bow 30 yards from this house, just inside the wood line towards Blaney Franks Rd. Across the road, between the road and the lake was the prettiest piece of woods I've ever hunted. Big tall mature oaks and little to no undergrowth. Perfect deer hunting woods. I shot and lost my biggest deer to date at the bottom of the draw beside the lake there. It was the only day I ever remember it snowing in November and I skipped class to hunt in the snow. Big ol bastard was working a run line and was heading right to me. He had a branch hung in his horns and wasn't paying me a bit of mind. I got the worst case of buck fever and guy shot him at 15yds. I found my arrow covered in shit. Tracked him all over the place the next morning but lost him in the swamp beside Blaney Franks. Crazy and sad to see it being developed. I guess the Sorrel brothers have since died and the children do what shit ass children do, sell the family farm to the highest bidder.
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