The only truly scary experience I ever had was while bowhunting by myself one evening........while walking back to the vehicle in the dark on an old abandoned blacktop road, (scary enough setting) I had (I assume) a bear parallel me for the entire 1/4 mile trip. [:-] I would just catch glimpses of a big shadow every now and then and had to endure a bunch of woofing and jaw popping the entire way. It never got any closer, just followed the whole way at the same distance just in the woodline. I was crapping big old egg rolls on that one. Not sure what I could have done, but I had an arrow nocked just in case.

Jimmy.......I know what yo umean about quail too. Hunting in Nebraska last season I stepped on a large covey in the predawn darkness. We don't have quail here in PA. I thought I was going to have to give myself CPR.