One time me and my brother got lost grouse hunting. We were hunting a place for the first time. And started getting into some birds. They would flush to soon to shoot and we would follow them. We had covered alot of ground and realized we didn't know which way to the truck. So we guessed which way we should go and started off. Naturally we were wrong and wondered another 3 hours til we finally found the road about a mile from the truck. My brothers dog was so tired it couldn't hardly walk. So i walked ahead and got the truck. On the way home I got a charlie horse in my leg and bout kickrd the dash board out of the truck.