"What determines the difference between a “Hunting Camp” and a “Hunting Resort”

Alex Thames
Hunting Stories by Alex Thames
A little backround on my experiences growing up and hunting white tail deer in lower Alabama.
My grand father helped start a club on the east bank of the Tombigbee river in the early 1950’s.
“Laws Of The Club”
There are several pictures of my father there circa 1955 holding, proudly I might add, a doe or a small rack 4 point. Back then there were no “Game Management” rules or “Laws of the Club” such as another “Camp” I’ve hunted where if you shoot an 8 or below they paddle you like you were pledging a fraternity.
I shall keep its name out of this piece for several legal reasons but truth be told I’d like to be invited back! Anyway, back to the “Tombigbee Club,” (the must of put as much thought into the name as they did the infrastructure,) by the time I came along in the late 1980’s through the 1990’s not much had changed since its inception a half century earlier.
I’ll give a brief description: upon approach to the camp house through a winding trail that was made 20 years prior you knew you were getting close because you would start to see empty beer cans which formed a sort of time line by the different style and condition of the can as they changed throughout the decades.
Once you reach the living area which consisted of a covered detached porch and fire pit, followed by a One room wooden building whose center was marked by a card table and a dangling light bulb on a string. I must have failed to mention that there was no electricity or running water hence the detached Outhouse far off from the house it self. Oh the Out house, as a young man I would hold my breath as long as I could to be able to sneak a peek of the 1970’s editions of Hustlers and Penthouse Forum Magazines that it held, along with some of the most foul substances and smells one can imagine.
Anyway back to the main house or what I like to call “Lodge,”