the animals in the woods dont really scare me, im a little paranoid about getting jabbed by an atnler or gnawed on by a badger or squirrle or something, even a pack of coyotes are really going to have to work hard to get a brother down. i played soccer for well over 14 years and i have very strong legs. after i punt 5 or 6 of them mother f$#@ers into the trees with a nice solid stiff ankle supporting hunting boot, the yelping will detur the others. i swear i could kill one with one shot to the rib cage.

there was one time i was really scared, but it wasnt in the woods. it was in the ocean. i used to lobster hunt out in san diego. i would snorkle for them at night with a diving light anywhere from 20 yards to 300 yards off the shore. one night the strap on my mask snapped so i had to rig it, which made it uneven and i had a weight belt that was way to heavy for the wet suit i was wearing. on the way out i was fine because just as soon as i put my head in the water i caught a fat lobster. so i was all pumped up. i got out around an island and it started getting pretty deep, way to deep to get a breath, snatch a lobster and the re-surface and the current was really strong on the other side of the island. so i started back and as i started back, everytime i took a breath, my mask would suck into my face becasue the strap was uneven. i couldnt take it off and adjsut the knot i tied inthe pitch black, then i started to really feel the weight of my belt. all this about 200-250 yards off shore. i couldnt use my snorkle and mask, the current was having its way with me, my belt was about 15lbs too heavy, i was a good distance from the shore in about 30 foot of water and i was starting to panic. i flipped over on my back and let the ocean push me back in, the only thing i could do was paddle my feet, thank god i had flippers on. this went on for what seemed like forever, but i looked back over my shoulder and i was still a LONG distance away form the shore. it was as if i had absolutley no propulsion once my mask malfunctioned. and while i was swimming on my back, the weight belt basically just dragged my waist area through the water, if you could imagine the instamatic bed and the position when your back is up and your feet are up, but your waist is down. thats how i was positioned in the water. so my fins were about 3 foot long, im six foot tall, and when i turned i felt my fin hit something. it was a rock! it was the ocen floor! i could just barely touch the ocean floor! inbetween each wave, it was just shallow enough for me to tip toe on my fins, the the next set would roll through and my head was submerged again. by this time i was so tired i was just trying to walk on the tips of my fins just to keep my head out of the water and maybe bop over the the waves that roll through, but that damn weight belt was making it so hard. so i finally made it to the shore, i was so tired i just collapsed on the beach!. i finally caught my breath. walked up the hill and drove home. i told my friend about the story, he is an experienced diver. he said, " why didnt you just realease your wieght belt?" duh! that was scary!