One morning a few years back, couldnt sleep, so I went to the club a little earlier, took my time , unloaded the fourwheeler, loaded it up, went on my mile treck through the woods. Well it was around 5:45, climbed my tree very quietly, pulled everything up, set back and relaxed. I nodded off for about ten minutes, still pitch black, all of the sudden an owl that was about ten feet higher than me let out a screach that would wake the dead. I about came out of my tree lounge, "luckily I was strapped in", after I got my nerves back, " and cleaned out my shorts" I had a pretty good chuckle.