His hunting cabin sat on a twenty-acre lot nestled in the middle of the Manistee National Forest, along an unused dirt road that spurred off an old, unused logging road. Manistee National Forest covered over five hundred and forty thousand acres of rivers, streams, and lakes, rolling forest hills, valleys, and marshlands. It was a mosaic broken up by private property and small towns and crisscrossed by highways and hundreds of miles of hiking, biking, and snowmobile trails.