It all started with a couple naked tree stand seats. After years and years of service (and abuse) (and squirrel nibbling) the old seat fabric had ripped the year prior. They needed a bit of attention.
So out came my (wife's) trusty sewing machine. What? you say this is a hunting blog? Huh, go figure. What's with that?
And a touch of thread. You know, the heavy stuff. 'Cuz I'm a hunter.
Little bit of cutting, little bit of sewing, and some crooked edges (yeah, this is for hunting not for the prom folks. Neatness counts ... against!
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