That Sargent ran my 17 year old ass ragged. We did alternate driving and standing in groups of ~15 and he always sent me and a friend of mine ('Cause we're the young un's) into the sections with the most heinous agglomerations of swamp and wait-a-minute vines known to man. It was a blast, after 2 days of that, we got home and I laid down on my bed in my hunting clothes at about 8 in the evening and woke up the next afternoon :-)
LOL.....Yep 26 years of PT and 6 mile jogs everyday makes hunting a bit easier for me in my old age. Albeit the mileage ain't bad the sudden stops keep me within reason.....high altitude elk and sheep hunts are still for the pups.
Good times......Stay safe !