Like “Babes-in-the-Woods”.
Imagine these guys spending one single night alone in the ‘spooky’ deep woods. They’d be running out of there so fast in the morning they’d run out of their $200 sneakers.
I’m laughing out loud just thinking about how much fun we would have using some predator calls near their camp!
Home sweet home. LOL.
Nothing like hearing a pack of coyotes yelping at about 12 midnight with no other noises around. It even startles me a bit sometimes, and I'm used to it.