I stay dark terrain permitting. I use red headlamp when things get a little precarious. That said, earlier this season I was walking out of an unsuccessful set in the dark. Close to a 50 acre field that was recently hayed. As I’m walking along at a good clip because, you know, it’s pretty smooth sailing, something caught my boot and caused me to trip. Due to my cat-like agility and super hero sense of balance, I saved myself from face planting. I just happened to stumble upon an arm that had fallen off the farmer’s hay tedder. I carried it out and left it where he’d find it. He text me the next day and thanked me.You guys going in 'dark' try accessing ridge top or bottom fields through thick, debris covered hillsides on a moonless night because the wind won't allow you to take the farm lane and tell me your eyes will adjust.
I guarantee I will see ya in the emergency room sooner or later or at he least on the range 'checking zero.
And don't think it has to be dark for such! A number of years ago I was walking along a game trail, perfectly flat country, heading back to the jeep after an afternoon hunt. It was dusk, but still plenty of light. I could still see very well when the toe of my boot caught under an unseen 1/2" exposed root and did the proverbial face plant, landing on top of my rifle which I had been carrying @ more or less port arms! Happened so fast there was no chance of recovery. Ended up pulling a tendon and was on a cane for the remainder of the season.As I’m walking along at a good clip because, you know, it’s pretty smooth sailing, something caught my boot and caused me to trip. Due to my cat-like agility and super hero sense of balance, I saved myself from face planting.
And a heck of a lot of truly amazing luck!...it takes a special skill to fall with $10,000 worth of hunting gear over your shoulder- and none of it hits the ground.
The time I stepped in a groundhog hole (because I broke my cardinal rule and had my headlight focused too far out in front of me), it all hit the ground and was scattered for about 10ft on that hillside. Luckily no equip was broken but I had some bruised ribs....it takes a special skill to fall with $10,000 worth of hunting gear over your shoulder- and none of it hits the ground.
Ahh, to be in my 40's again.if you've ever seen limbhanger10 stumble and recover in the dark you would be amazed at the agility he has. sometimes he looks like a circus acrobat but his gear never hits the ground.
ME ? i walk slower. one time i went knee deep into one of those groundhog escape holes where they go straight down. thats not fun.
...I wish I was in my 40s!....my days didn't start and end in painAhh, to be in my 40's again.. Never mind, that would mean I would be back working 65hr weeks underground.
Tight cheeks till you got off that green I'll bet. Glad the 'bad' didn't happen to ya.....one winter night after a little snow I hunted a property that was a hayfield with an almost golf course manicured section right in the middle....it resembled a 100 yard by 100 yard giant green....and completely flat.
As i shuffled through the snow to set the call out....i started hear a weird noise with every step....like water running....running down a pipe. I stop and now hear cracking. I walked right out on the pond that i misjudged location by a longshot.