One time we were hunting a patch of woods snuggled between a small shopping plaza, a golf course, and a neighborhood.So after hunting all morning we decided to go have lunch at the pizza place out front. I did'nt really care for the place but I was out voted. after lunch we headed back in and we decided to do some small pushes. I had the first one so I kept walking to the starting point. My stomach started rumbling, and grumbling, and I knew what was coming so I made a b line for a tree that I knew was down over a stream. I dropped trow, sat with the backside hanging over the tree, and proceeded to answer the call, now it had been like 15 minutes since I left my buds, and they were calling me on the radio to ask if I started yet. When I finished going I realized I had no tp, so I did what any enterprising hunter would do, I used my skinning knife to cut off my skivies and use them for wiping up. After I got back together, I called them on the radio to advise them not to drink down stream :D

I do my best crapping in the woods.

I have before:s1:

I try not to...but when you have to go....

Get back to your roots...It's only natural!
Live it up! Doug

i bring it when the 2 weeks of blackpowder are in..but when we start running dogs i usually only carry my shotgun,shells,radio,and dog leads..but i found an easier solution..wear an old t shirt under all your clothes..then when its time take a pocket knife and cut the sleeves off

tp is the first thing in my pack each year. In fact the best "dump" i ever took was at a camp in the adirondack mountain at a buddies camp. 50 yards behind his camp he built a box with a toilet seat over a hole. And let me tell you, that was the most peacefull "dump" I have ever taken, anywhere

dump in the woods
 

Yes.

While we are on the subject, I'd like to apologize to the hunter that I didn't see until I was done.

LMAO! That one got me rolling! lol

yes...only because I couldn't make it to the outhouse back at camp...sat over a limb from a blow down and didn't realize where my bibs were positioned because I was gonna shart my undies if I didn't hurry...welp needless to say i looked like a fool walking back to camp dragging my bibs and what was left of my t-shirt, and me in just my long john pants....thats the last time I went to Red Lobsters shrimp fest the night before... :)