My place is 375 miles away and the only reason I own it is family. I am the fifth generation owner of the farm and spent my summers as a kid and teen there with my grandparents. The property became mine about 8 years ago, which is when I really got going on habitat. Also was able to put a home on the place in 2010, which my Mom liked so much she moved in a year or so ago. The bad news is my hunting camp has become a granny shack, the good news is it is the best place in the world she could be at this stage of her life.I do require her to find alternative lodging with her brother for the last 3 weeks of deer season which is when I get my "me" time. It does wonders for my sanity to spend 3 weeks in the woods absolutely by myself as a feral male doing exactly what I want, when I want with zero female input.