Not all country boys caen survive

Rofl
"Country singer" gets lost on his 30 acres with 2 others, calls another "country singer" for rescue. Country singer and friend find the 3 then all 5 get lost. All while on 30 acres.



https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.co...raight-on-getting-lost-in-the-woods/amp/

Your definition of a country boy and mine differ that is all Im gonna say

Lol

I ride herd on 720 acres, some I live on, some within a mile of home, some 3 to 5 miles away, and I know every inch of it.




Charlie

Yep!!

I can't see how you could get lost on 30 acres unless you are mentally impaired somehow. If you walk in any direction, you will be soon off of it.

Keith

We all know who the last "country singer" is who was capable of surviving.
I have never been lost. "Fearsome confused for a month or two, but I ain't never been lost."

The only thing correct in that name is the boy part.

And that's questionable.

He better stick to singing. And stay out of the woods.

Apparently not the smartest fella. And his music sucks, too.

Funny story thanks for sharing. I've been turned around in some smaller pieces of woods than I care to admit and he says he is connected to 3000 acres and it was raining, we all know how that can turn someone around but it just goes to show bring a compass because GPS is just reliable enough to get you lost.

And he had a phone???
Couldn't even type in his own address and get directions to get across just 30 acres?

I once got turned around on while tracking a deer my daughter shot the evening before. It was overcast and in a lower bottom type of ground but not in a bottom. I looked up after quite a while walking circles with my head down looking for blood. I was in an area with no distinguishing land mark, ditch, trees or even a hill. I had no idea what was direction was what and it was a larger area and I didn't want to wonder the wrong direction. I stayed calm and thought for a minute and remembered phone had a compass app. I had reception and within 10-15 min I was back at the truck.

I was not far from the truck, had been in that area 3/4 times in the previous 5 years and I have never been turned around and not had not known what direction was what. It was an uncomfortable feeling. Staying calm and thinking normally saves the day and a compass is a great idea. No lose of single or dead battery.

If you live in the easteen us, you can pick a direction and start walking and you'll find civilization within hours. Of course that could be problematic if you're in serious medical distress, but otherwise you'll not risk the Rule of Three.

The smallest parcel I've ever been turned around on, literally turned around on, was a golf course.
The central area of the US Army post of Grafenwohr, Germany is the perfectly flat golf course. One night while pulling CQ I set out to do the usual walk to the motor pool to check doors. While we weren't supposed to cross the course, most straight line route, who's checking at 0100. When I set out I could see the light pole over the rear gate the return trip also had a light over the barracks door. Simple except for this night as a fog rolled in as I set out. I made it there just fine passing the midpoint landmark which was a small donut shaped water hazard.
The return trip was the doozy as the fog had thickened and I could barely make out the light at the barracks. I took a mental bearing and set out to walk in a straight line. It must've worked because I made the midway point right on time even though I could no longer see the barracks light when I passed that donut shaped puddle of water the second time is when I knew the wheels had fallen off my plan. I would see it a couple more times before I stumbled onto the asphalt that would point me out of there.

The problem is that most folks without a compass bearing, landmark or terrain feature to follow physically cannot walk in a straight line. They end up walking in circles as I discovered in the incident I posted.

There's a big difference between singing a country song and living one

Crap for brains strikes again!

Our daughter knows bout every foot of our place and it’s 4x bigger than his.

I don't care how good you are, fog, reforested pines (no sun) and swamps can get you walking in circles, lol.

Those boys just couldn’t put down the crack pipe I spose.

That's what I was gonna say. Country songs do not a country boy make! lol

Coon hunting at night would get me in trouble. I'm so used to having the sun to give me the cardinal points it's almost subconscious knowing north and south. At night under trees it's impossible without compass or electronics. I've spent more than one night in the woods as a result. LOL

X3

I got turned around coon hunting one night in a bottom when fog rolled in. We left the tree, I started walking back the way we came. Guy I was with said where you goin, I grew up in this bottom, we need to go that way. I said we crossed this ditch right before we got to the tree. He started arguing, I said fine let's go. We walked a long ways, crossed a fence, I stopped and said, Gene, we didn't cross any tilled ground on the way in. By that time the fog was as bad as I've ever seen it. Man that was a long night. I sure was glad to see my truck

I heard they discontinued water boarding in GITMO and make detainees listen to Fl GA Line until they talk now.

Ive hated that dbag since i first saw him on some viral youtube video.

It's easy to find your way when there are no trees. Lol


Just joking.

I left a shoreline early dawn in heavy fog one morning anxious to hit the walleye off the point of an island a few 100 yards out, thought I'd just take a mental bearing and putter out until the island came into view then find my bearings from there. After a couple of minutes this strange site started to develop through the fog. It was the camper trailer I set out from. I was successful on my second attempt by watching my wake and keeping it in a straight line.

30 acers of 3000 and it started to get dark it could happen to anyone but it should only happen once lol take a compass.

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I walked circles for two hours on three acres one dark night and was less than two hundred yards from the truck when I started and came within 50' of the road a dozen times, it all looks easy in the light of day.

I learned sometimes it's just better to curl up with the hounds and wait for daylight to sort it out. The missus hated me for it but it beat stumbling around in the dark.

There's a place called the "Scatters" here in Arkansas that many a soul has spent the night in. Following features like bayous in that area is not a good idea.

i literally laughed out loud when i heard this story on the radio yesterday. for crying out loud, 40 acres is only 1/4x1/4 mile. how in the world could you get lost!