Some of these stories remind me of the 1st time I ever went coon hunting. I went with a friend and he ended up getting us lost I was the only one w/o waders b/c im a girl and couldnt fit into his. It was about 30 degrees and I ended up I water up to my waist until about 3am when we fired off shots and the other part of our group who had made it into the tree and back heard us and hollered us out. I was hooked