My two hunting partners and I were sitting in separate locations along a creek in 359 about 15 years ago, when a jeep comes down a long narrow trail on the other side and parks by the creek. The guy gets out, raises his rifle, scopes each of my hunting partners with their orange caps, but doesn't see me , because I have no orange on. We were too far from our vehicle, to make it to the truck and drive around to beat him out of the trail, or he would have had a few trees to remove to get out.
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