That's why us sissy boy Yankees hire guides.
Once while bowhuntin I poked a Coyote. I got down and started trailin it. Was'nt very long before it had gone into an extremely thick bunch of thorn trees. Only way in was crawling. I'd gone about fifteen ft before analyzing the situation. I backed out, drove home and got my sawed off dbl barrel. Felt much better the second time in.
