Funny piece. You're right, though, about men thinking we're king of the jungle, especially if we're carrying a big stick. I hike in the mountains with a skinny little collapsible hiking pole and I think to myself if a bear pops out, I'll just smack him with this thing. Once the bear stops laughing, I'm sure he'd make short work of me and my hiking stick.
Bob - I laughed out loud at the idea of playing dead in the event of a possum attack. Actually, I think stuffing your pockets with dog kibble and playing dead might be the only way to be “attacked” by a non-rabid possum.
I do question the wisdom of listening to podcasts (even Mary Swander’s) though - you might miss the ethereal hooting of hunting owls or the soft motion of the mountain lion as he springs.
Thanks Chris. I quickly shut off the podcasts when I hear the owls, for sure. Fortunately, they will continue for a minute or two. It's odd, but I don't listen to podcasts when the sun is coming up--lots of bird sounds I want to catch, and sunrises to photograph. But believe me, the last thing I want to hear is the "soft motion of the mountain lion as he springs!"
Another lol column! Reminiscent of lines from an old Scottish poem: “From ghoulies and ghosties and long-leggedy beasties and things that go bump in the night, Good Lord deliver us.” Thanks, Bob!
Been ‘fraid of the dark since grade school; still leap into bed from three feet out so nothing grabs my ankles.
Will finish reading your piece when trembling stops!
Too funny!
Funny piece. You're right, though, about men thinking we're king of the jungle, especially if we're carrying a big stick. I hike in the mountains with a skinny little collapsible hiking pole and I think to myself if a bear pops out, I'll just smack him with this thing. Once the bear stops laughing, I'm sure he'd make short work of me and my hiking stick.
Since Kevin Bacon defeated the giant worm in Tremors, does that make him the fiercest creature in the forest?
This surely is the most revealing, sensitive (and funniest) piece ever written by a former college wrestler.
I found you very fierce when we met. Loved this.
Bob - I laughed out loud at the idea of playing dead in the event of a possum attack. Actually, I think stuffing your pockets with dog kibble and playing dead might be the only way to be “attacked” by a non-rabid possum.
I do question the wisdom of listening to podcasts (even Mary Swander’s) though - you might miss the ethereal hooting of hunting owls or the soft motion of the mountain lion as he springs.
Happy Hiking! CHC
Thanks Chris. I quickly shut off the podcasts when I hear the owls, for sure. Fortunately, they will continue for a minute or two. It's odd, but I don't listen to podcasts when the sun is coming up--lots of bird sounds I want to catch, and sunrises to photograph. But believe me, the last thing I want to hear is the "soft motion of the mountain lion as he springs!"
You’re hilarious😂
Lions and tigers and Bobs, oh my!!!
Another lol column! Reminiscent of lines from an old Scottish poem: “From ghoulies and ghosties and long-leggedy beasties and things that go bump in the night, Good Lord deliver us.” Thanks, Bob!
Thanks Richard. I knew you would enjoy it. We have similar senses of humor.
Oh, no, Chris. Let Bob listen to podcasts. Especially "AgArts from Horse & Buggy Land." Shameless plug.
Love this piece, Bob!