Walking in the woods in the morning (0 dark thirty) and busting up a bunch of quail. You talk about a heart attack!

Getting lost in the "big woods" (so easy to do)

Another one was in the middle of the day....I was scouting along a creek which had some really thick underbrush/undergrowth. I heard some rustling going on and went to check it out. Got really close to it and heard a real low deliberate growl type sound. Grrrrrr. Almost like a dog but I'm pretty confident it wasn't a dog. I bolted.