You all know the one.
You,ve walked the trail dozens if not hundreds of times. Your stealthily making your way to your spot. You're close now....and it's quiet.... horribly quiet. So you are in "SUPER STEALTH" mode.
You are placing your feet down with the utmost care feeling everything underfoot so as not to make any noise.
You see a small dead branch (that you've probably stepped on hundreds of times) and you know you have to avoid it. You're in a slight tangle of thin limbs, you have to step slightly to the side.
You pick your foot up, outstretch it to the side...and all hell breaks loose.
You start to teeter, end up leaning back the wrong way, try to compensate, grab limbs, branches, your bow gets lodged, pulls you the other way....and....
CRASH. Your whole world goes flying and there you are on the ground. And just made enough noise to wake the dead.
You should have stepped on the stick.
I mean, "I" should have stepped on the stick.
Happens to me at least once a year!