The only time something really scared me was about 5 years ago. I was in stand as daylight started to fade just looking down at the forrest floor. Out of the corner of my eye I saw movement right in front of me. I looked up just in time to see two big sets of talons and a pair of wings. Turns out an owl mistook my face for a broken limb and thought it would be a good place to land. If I would have turned 2 seconds later ny head would have looked like swiss cheese. Needless to say I had to throw those underwear out.