I was hunting my stand in South Louisiana and the mosquitos were horrible. I was rubbing my face to keep them off when all of a sudden a hawk appears with his talons coming right toward my face at about 3 feet. The hawk immediately realized that I was not the squirell or bird that he thought and was flapping his wings like crazy to try and get out of there. I almost fell out of the tree trying to avoid the hawk that scared the crap out of me. I think about it now and smile, but at the time it was not funny at all.