In Appalachia they get confused as ‘haints’ or otherworldly creatures roaming the dark woods. Hearing this, you can probably understand why. They make a downright spooky sound in the dark, Appalachian backwoods!
We need Alfred Hitchcock to come back and do a movie about this.
In all seriousness, I’m glad both people are ok.
Have you ever been attacked by an unlikely animal? I almost got into a fist fight with a white-tailed deer once. My grandpappy’s hens always tried to kill me when grandma would send me to the henhouse to collect eggs. I’ve had a few feisty run-ins with geese. On another occasion, a shrew about the size of my pinky toe didn’t like me camping near her burrow and she was going at me pretty heavy.
I love my dogs as my greatest backcountry compliment of them all - as important as shelter, food or water. I think I’ll adopt this movie event as officially PW endorsed.
I would have loved to have checked in over the past several days, but I just couldn’t do it. No signal, no internet!
It’s always frustrating for about the first day when you can’t check messages, emails, posts and the like, but after a while you slip into the new data-devoid reality, and it’s really quite nice. You come back refreshed.
I hope y’all are doing well out there.
