[&:] Sometimes I wish I could get lost in the woods. Well ok maybe this has something to do with the macho chip on my shoulder. I guess what i mean is that I feel the need to test myself on just how much a woodsman I am. Will I be able to remain calm or will panic set in having me running threw the woods in my draws? Can I spend a freezing cold night in the woods alone lost an make it out alive with all my close in their ritefull place?

I just got A gps aswell so I think once I learn to use this damn infernal machine I should be safe. Providing I keep fresh batteries on hand of course.

But just incase I bring My 2 way radio an a cellphone both could be made inoperable in one fall. So I bring my space bag folded about the size of a pack of butts. the bag looks to me like the inside of a potatoe chip bag. Its supposed to reflect a serious amount of your body heat back. Plus a S-load of those chemical hand warmers. I also bring along a lighter an some balck powder, great for starting huge forest fires an sure to get some attention. Oh yea an a compass. hehe an some food anything thats on hand.

I've also begain carying around a topo map of the area i'm hunting.

My brother an I had an incident on opening day bowseason.We were on newly aquired DEP watershed land that had been closed to hunting for the past 30 years. So as you could imagine in a bow only area it was packed with many hunters. My brother an I were still-hunting about 80 yards apart prety much getting the lay of the land. Unfortunatly my brother kept getting bounced around by other hunters so he would change course to circumvent them. Eventualy I found a spot that looked promising so I set up my treestand seat an my blind an I was set for the afternoon hunt. We only had a few hours of light left at this point an he was getting agitated with all the presure in the area.
At about an hour before sunset he decided to walk back in my direction cause once again he was bumped by another hunter. This is when we relized we were in trouble. Long story short he had a compass an a topo map plus our 2 way radios. So with this plus the low flying commercial airplanes I was able to get him back on the rite track oops I mean we were. Turns out he was about 700 yards off from where we thought he was. Thankfully we were able to meet up about 15 minutes before last light.

I know this dosn't sound all that bad but you can all imagine what could have happened had we not had the tools an the patience.