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Harriest predicament you've ever found yourself in while in the woods?
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<blockquote data-quote="Rancocas" data-source="post: 5276531" data-attributes="member: 2871"><p>I've been roaming the woods for a long time. </p><p>There was the time I was lost in a blizzard on North Mountain in central Pennsylvania. I couldn't see landmarks because of the driving snow. I just tried to keep walking in a straight line until I found something I knew. Finally I stumbled out on a bluff top and knew where I was then.</p><p>There was the night far back in the Adirondack Mountains of New York. I lay in my tent listening to the wind howl and the cracking of trees all around me. Large limbs, even tree tops were splitting, breaking off, and thumping the ground near me. I could not see anything in the pitch darkness of the nighttime storm. I lay awake most of the night waiting for that fateful tree to find me, but when morning finally came the wind died down and I was okay. A large tree top lay on the ground only 10 yards from my tent.</p><p>In the wilderness of Ontario, Canada I was on a canoe trip, alone except for my dog being with me. It was a fishing trip and since I had crossed the international border I had not bothered to bring a gun with me. In my tent I was awakened in the middle of the night by my dog barking furiously. Outside, something big was walking around my camp area. A bear! My dog growled and barked. I yelled and banged two pans together to make noise. The bear continued to circle my camp all night. By morning it was gone.</p><p>In Arizona I was hunting deer. In the morning I had climbed high up on Mount Graham in the Pinalano Mountains. The day warmed up and by the early afternoon my canteen was dry. I had miles to go in order to get back to camp if I returned the way I had come. Or, I could climb down a ravine and cut the distance nearly in half. I chose the ravine. However, as I descended the ravine became steeper and was choked with brush and cactus. I had gone too far and was too thirsty to try to climb back up. I was climbing down rocky bluffs and crawling through the underbrush. I was parched. I needed water badly. Finally, just after dark I stumbled into camp. I made the mistake of guzzling plenty of water, and promptly threw it up. Then I slowed down and just sipped water slowly for the next couple of hours. Two days later I took a nice 8 point Coues deer buck.</p><p>There are more.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Rancocas, post: 5276531, member: 2871"] I've been roaming the woods for a long time. There was the time I was lost in a blizzard on North Mountain in central Pennsylvania. I couldn't see landmarks because of the driving snow. I just tried to keep walking in a straight line until I found something I knew. Finally I stumbled out on a bluff top and knew where I was then. There was the night far back in the Adirondack Mountains of New York. I lay in my tent listening to the wind howl and the cracking of trees all around me. Large limbs, even tree tops were splitting, breaking off, and thumping the ground near me. I could not see anything in the pitch darkness of the nighttime storm. I lay awake most of the night waiting for that fateful tree to find me, but when morning finally came the wind died down and I was okay. A large tree top lay on the ground only 10 yards from my tent. In the wilderness of Ontario, Canada I was on a canoe trip, alone except for my dog being with me. It was a fishing trip and since I had crossed the international border I had not bothered to bring a gun with me. In my tent I was awakened in the middle of the night by my dog barking furiously. Outside, something big was walking around my camp area. A bear! My dog growled and barked. I yelled and banged two pans together to make noise. The bear continued to circle my camp all night. By morning it was gone. In Arizona I was hunting deer. In the morning I had climbed high up on Mount Graham in the Pinalano Mountains. The day warmed up and by the early afternoon my canteen was dry. I had miles to go in order to get back to camp if I returned the way I had come. Or, I could climb down a ravine and cut the distance nearly in half. I chose the ravine. However, as I descended the ravine became steeper and was choked with brush and cactus. I had gone too far and was too thirsty to try to climb back up. I was climbing down rocky bluffs and crawling through the underbrush. I was parched. I needed water badly. Finally, just after dark I stumbled into camp. I made the mistake of guzzling plenty of water, and promptly threw it up. Then I slowed down and just sipped water slowly for the next couple of hours. Two days later I took a nice 8 point Coues deer buck. There are more. [/QUOTE]
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