I’ve had a couple close calls with skunks through the years. As a kid sitting on a fencerow in the rain I had a skunk come right up behind me. I mean right there too. I’ve also come close to stepping on them when walking out at night from bow hunting.

But the funniest story I can remember was bow hunting a lease in southern Indiana years ago.

It was a small lease around 40 acres or so but one day I had some people trespass through on horseback.

I could have screamed and yelled from the stand and run them off but it was early afternoon and I didn’t want to alert every deer in the area where I was.

They came right by me and never knew I was there but when the horses crossed my path to the stand the lead horse reared up very disturbed.

They calmed them down and went on and out of the area.

I didn’t think anything more of it of it.

Later on that night I came to find out that a bottle offox cover scent had leaked in my fanny pack and drained out. It’s hard to imagine I didn’t smell it as it happened but the pockets were somewhat sealed at least for a time. Unfortunately it drained through my truck seat as well.

I thought back to the horse and I had to laugh.

Can you imagine what was going through that horses mind.

JESUS! THERE ARE FOX EVERYWHERE! RUN! RUN! THERE MUST BE A THOUSAND!

I laughed for a long time about that. After I finally got the smell out of the truck. [/b]