I had a friend who was bowhunting one afternoon and right at dark as he was climbing down, a pack of coyotes started howling and cutting up just 40-50 yds in front of him. As soon as his feet hit the ground he started walking very fast back to truck. But he could hear the pack following just 20-30ft behind him. He got really nervous and started running, but he could still hear them right on his heels. He eventually made it to the field opening after about 300yds of running through the woods and when he hit the opening he realized he still had his bow and bow string tied to his fanny pack.

The idiot had been dragging his bow behind him for hundreds of yards and actually thought he was being hunted down my coyotes. Its funny how strange we can act when we are really scared.