I once threatened to come up there and fistfight whatever woodland creature threw that acorn at me. I had no clue where it was and I was unwilling to actually do any climbing.
Don’t you try telling me how stupid I can be in the wilderness.
I’m really enjoying the mental image of a woods-based comedy thriller, a scene in which I’m loading my shotgun while trying to strategically placed myself against a rock or tree. Shouting threats and trying to reason with a squirrel or whatever that was in a tree, I fire off my shotgun, sending dozens of terrified birds and arboreous rodents fleeing and dislodging a barrage of various nuts and mast that rain on me.
“It’s an ambush!” I cry out before pumping my own leg full of ricochet shot off of my hiding post.
I once threatened to come up there and fistfight whatever woodland creature threw that acorn at me. I had no clue where it was and I was unwilling to actually do any climbing.
Don’t you try telling me how stupid I can be in the wilderness.
My friend, it’s so stupid it’s looped back around into extremely wise. If you perceive a wildlife threat then the two most effective tactics are:
Put a rock or tree between you and the threat, then keep it between you.
Angrily yell at it while waving your arms to appear large (an air horn or a warning shot is a very effective punctuation)
I’ve angrily told off dozens of bears.
I’m really enjoying the mental image of a woods-based comedy thriller, a scene in which I’m loading my shotgun while trying to strategically placed myself against a rock or tree. Shouting threats and trying to reason with a squirrel or whatever that was in a tree, I fire off my shotgun, sending dozens of terrified birds and arboreous rodents fleeing and dislodging a barrage of various nuts and mast that rain on me.
“It’s an ambush!” I cry out before pumping my own leg full of ricochet shot off of my hiding post.
Dozens, really?
Yes, really.
Ask better questions.