I will "piggy back" on this story. No Pun intended.
The other morning I was walking into my location to set up in a natural Corn blind. I could smell that a skunk had discharged ahead on me. All of a sudden I hear something coming out of the corn to my left. And sure enough I can see the white stripe of Mr. Pepe Lepew.
He had his tail up, and was no more than 4 feet away from me. I continued on as slowly as possible, and this skunk started following me snorting/growling at me. So I picked up the pace... Still right on my heels... Went to a jog... still on my heels... Now picture this..
Bow in hand, seat on my back, wearing these clunky knee high rubber boots for the first time... pitch black... Now I turn it up to a dead sprint, 35 yards later the skunk decided he made his point and turned back the other way... I had to go to work right after the hunt, so there was no way I was getting sprayed that morning...
Needless to say, my walk in wasn't that quiet...