On The Hills of Whitesville

I've always loved or hunting camp in the hills of Whitesville,NY. Family owned for 4 generations now, it is a place where the entire family meets for weekends of fun and hunting. Literally, nothing has changed since the family bought the old farm house in 1968. The same wood stoves, the same old wooden table and the same cast iron double sink is there where we all bathed our babies. Whitesville is our Utopia. It represents a place we should all have in our lives.