Ptrbilt

I typically hunt an area that has paved roads on two sides a state park on the other two. Been going to the same area for years and know every trail and logging road. Last year a very heavy fog settled in while I sitting in the tree. I got down and decided to head in for lunch. It was astounding on how disoriented I became in the fog. At one point I swore that the lake was on my left when it appeared to my right. I actually tried to convince myself that there was an "undiscovered" lake in the woods. Eventually I stumbled onto the logging road and knew precisely where I was. The experience was unnerving to say the least - especially in woods that I know so well.