All I wanted to do was fish in the calcasieu river in the kisatchie national forest in West central Louisiana. Lots of impassable thickets and such, and couldn’t find my way back. I found a hole to lie in at night and covered myself with brush in the hopes animals wouldn’t find me. It’s miles and miles of nothing but trees. The two most miserable nights of my life and found a house late in the 3rd day and called my mom. I was 12 miles from where I started off. Hell of an ordeal and all I had was a small folding knife.
It BEYOND sucked.
A 13 year old boy lost in the woods with nothing but a pocket knife- kept his wits about him, and was resourceful enough to survive and travel to find aid. I get that it wasn’t any fun, but it’s actually an impressive story!