Man that brings back memories. My family place looked real similar and it killed me when my dad came to me and said he thinks it's best for everyone if we sell. He was tired of being the mediator between his 2 siblings. It got real bad after my grand dad passed. I have driven to the front gate twice since then and just parked. I have been invited to dove hunt or fish a few times but I just can't. It was the last parcel left of my grandma's original homestead going back to the 1800's. I dream of the day I win the lottery and go back and buy it. Enjoy your times on that place and cherish them as I am sure you do.

Beautiful place and great memories!