I discovered yesterday that if you want to prolongue your life expectancy you probably shouldn't:
venture off into the woods alone at 8:30pm at night in search of a cliff on a rainy day when no one knows where you are, you have no compas, there are no trails, you are wearing the wrong shoes, no rain jacket, no water, no food, no headlamp
There was one bonus to my little adventure last night aside from not dying out in the middle of the woods while cuddling a cold log. I figured out a little something about navigating in the woods.
1. It doesn't take long to get off track and you are never headed in the direction you think you are.
2. you are almost guaranteed to do a 180 if you aim in the so-called right direction.
3. so if you want to go to point B don't aim for point B. Try to aim back at your point of origin point A and you are bound to do a 180 away from your point of entry and actualy accidentaly land on your destination point B
4. when you are lost in the woods at night you can run like a deer in the woods to find an exit. Just follow running water. You are bound to reach the ocean eventually.
Fred
(forgot my trail of bread crumbs)