We all forget to be careful sometimes...
A couple of years ago I went walking on a foggy Saturday morning-it had rained the night before so the woods were quiet and everything smelled like the wet cedar trees-really nice so I wasn’t paying attention like I should have been-until I got that feeling of being watched and i stopped to look around-there were fresh mountain lion tracks going across the trail right in front of me. I said oh,s***, started backing out of the trail, waving my stick-and the only song that came to mind was ACDC’s “Dirty Deeds”, so I sang it as loud as I could. After I got home, I realized that anyone else walking in the woods would have heard me and thought there was a crazy person out there...
” I realized that anyone else walking in the woods would have heard me and thought there was a crazy person out there...”
LOL...that’s always what I think when I’m “singing” and screaming and clapping and telling them “OK Cats, move it, here I come!”
My wife wears a bear bell that makes the smallest little tinkly sound ever. Absolutely useless. We all know about bear scat that smells like pepper and has small silvery bells in it.