I was hunting a buddies place for the first time, right next to a creek bottom about 100 yards into the woods. I hunted until it was pitch black, I couldn't see a thing. At this point I realized I had forgotten my flashlight. I figured its 100 yards down this trail to my 4 wheeler, so I'll just manage getting back. I stood up, had my rifle in one hand and my chair in the other and I hear something coming through the woods.......leaves cracking, coming right towards me.........im listening and it stops, then a few seconds and it starts.....this goes on for a few minutes, closer, and closer and closer, I can't see a thing, not 2 feet because of the dark.......By now the leaves and movement sound like they are all over me thundering through my ears........Its a monster and I doomed......
Finally the armadillo bumps into my foot, I kick my leg, he goes to squeeling, I go to jumping around like a fool and before I know it Im half way down the trail to my 4 wheeler............I stopped, heart pounding, felt like an idiot........got back to camp, told all the guys.........we all laughed our butts off.....and that was it.