Love the keywords for the thread.
Hunting. Inlaws.
Nope, can’t say that I’ve ever gone hunting the inlaws...
Young Capko is a lucky feller.
Many years ago, I got turned around in a cedar swamp and before I knew it, I was in a bog, half way to my knees....
I pulled out, but lost both boots in the process.
I finally walked out, barefoot, cold and thankful!