When I was about 9 I was hunting and sitting in the deer stand alone. My mother worried about everything. She asked me one day if I didn't think I should be scared out there. I told her, "mom, I'm in full camp and I have a gun. I'm the thing to br afraid of!" Haha. But the truth is that we are out there with the wild. I have stepped on plenty of venomous snakes. I had a mountain lion come down a tree 30 yards in front of me. I had a 10' alligator pop out of the water 6 feet from me. My scariest moment was being chased by wild hogs at 13 years old.

My father had worse luck. He was attacked by a bobcat while calling for turkeys and had to fight a turkey to death with only his fists one time!

What is the worst you ever had? Sometimes in the woods, you really remember it's wild.