Roscoe,

Now that's what I call a man's retreat. The only thing missing is an English mastiff on the floor.

Those pictures bring back some memories. Grew up deer hunting in Pennsylvania.

And we did a lot of mountain training in West VA. No sleep though - we were dropped in and picked up 3 days later. I vividly recall when a member of our detachment, a new guy from a big city who knew it all, decided to take a little break. He wandered off a way. A few minutes later we heard hinm screaming in pain. Seems he discovered that urine is an excellent conductor of electricity supplied by an electric fence.

Your castle looks like a true hunter's paradise.