I can remember when i was around 12 or 13 just getting started in trapping, I trapped for muskrat, coon and pretty much what ever i could catch. One morning I'll never forget, it was Christmas day and I set out to check my trap line. It was cold, and I wasn't having much luck until I got to my last set and a skunk was waiting for me. Being young and dumb and to young to carry a gun I had to figure out how I was going to dispatch this critter I attempted to hit it with a wooden handle I had, and paid the penalty of being sprayed in my face. Into the creek i went to wash my face off, someone finally came around and shot the skunk for me but none the less it was a lesson learned the hard way.
