There is a small bare spot in a corner of my parents’ front yard. Nothing has ever grown there. Years ago when cutting grass with the tractor I hopped down to find a nice whole point sitting right on top of the dirt. Every so often I wander over there but have yet to find more.
Nice point! And ditto what TDog said. Someone else liked it too at one point.
As for deer season, I had a hammer sneak up behind me and nearly caught me with my pants down. Was close too—maybe 45 yards. He saw me first and when I wheeled around with my muzzleloader he was already showing me...