Did You Ever Get Lost In The Woods?

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I've never stayed overnight. I was cutting a swamp at the end of the day and it was getting dark. Everything looked the same, same size timber, no landmarks. Of course yer mind starts playing tricks on ya too. In any direction it was only a few miles out to the road, but that wierd feeling set in for a few minutes. Swamps can be a funny place. This was in a dry fall so it was full foilage yet.
 
Been along with folks that where lost... I was pretty young then so they wouldn't listen to me, so I just kept trudging along and pointing at shiny things hoping to steer the doofus the right way...

Eventually we always made it to a road.

I have been lost in the cities a few times though... something about all the straight lines and concrete just blurs together, and most of the streets out here don't have signs so you kinda have to guess if your going the right way, if they do have signs they are covered in moss and unreadable anyway. That and housing developments... ****ing crooked ass roads making loops and turns for no particular reason.
 
On or about 1981 I had 6 months of hard experience on steep ground in the west when I had my first accident, cut my left wrist pretty bad with a 266. Anyway I sought the help of my partner who was working the next strip. I stood way behind him till he turned around and saw me with blood streaming off my elbow as I had my forarm raised with my right. He was really freaked and charged thru the bush in the wrong direction. So I waited till he was dumbed founded and pointed to where the crummy was, maybe 1500' away. Sometimes a first responder with no such experience can get discumbobulated.
Anyway, I got sewn up by a surgeon who specialized in chainsaw injuries and have full use of my left.
The surgeons nurse couldnt figure out the loggers tie in my boots, so he simply took a scalpel and cut thru all the laces.
I was back on the job in 3 months, but still remember the meat on the 266. Lol
 
One time a buddy and I went out the 1000 line at the far end of Lincoln Creek west of Centralia, WA with the idea of dead-reckoning our way to Oakville, about 20 miles away as the crow flies. The plan was to make only right turns unless we hit a dead end, in which case we'd back-track and make the next good right. Well, that piece of forest is sometimes called the "Doty Triangle" because the road networks of the old Weyco MacDonald and Clemens tree farms overlap there and the road names are confusing at best. After a few hours and a few beers, we came out over a paved road in a valley and figured for sure we were near Oakville, so we hit pavement and aimed north. Next town? Pe Ell, almost 40 miles SW of where we thought we were. We'd been lost all day and didn't know it. That was fun as hell!
 
How does one get lost in the woods? I've stayed the night while hunting before, when the flashlight buggered on me. Feeling my way out would have been a bad scene. Never been thought about it as an option when working. If you can get in, you can get out.

I'm with North though, been lost many times in the asphalt and concrete world. Had a hard time figuring compass points in the city sometimes.



Owl
 
That and housing developments... ****ing crooked ass roads making loops and turns for no particular reason.

There's a very good reason for those nonsensical turns -- it breaks up the monotony so you can't see the miles on miles of identical houses and makes it harder to realize how boring a place a housing development is. It's a tricky piece of suburban design. Also the cul-de-sacs and feeder roads designed to make it so there's only one way out -- that feeds Wal-Mart and I-5. Here is the seminal book on hating suburbia.
 
I lost the Tree Farmer for a few hours. I going to the back of the lot to mark lines and being low on fuel I shut the machine off and took off to find the corner. Marked the line and headed back and had to look for the machine. It was parked in a bunch of young beech and was almost the same color, very well camoed.
 
I could be lost in the bush & im sure someone would tell me where to go! LOL
On a serious note, I've never been lost in my same usual hemisphere, but go to the northern hemishere & I've been lost for hours in some cities, the different orientation of the sun in the sky does it for me
Thansk
 
One time a buddy and I went out the 1000 line at the far end of Lincoln Creek west of Centralia, WA with the idea of dead-reckoning our way to Oakville, about 20 miles away as the crow flies. The plan was to make only right turns unless we hit a dead end, in which case we'd back-track and make the next good right. Well, that piece of forest is sometimes called the "Doty Triangle" because the road networks of the old Weyco MacDonald and Clemens tree farms overlap there and the road names are confusing at best. After a few hours and a few beers, we came out over a paved road in a valley and figured for sure we were near Oakville, so we hit pavement and aimed north. Next town? Pe Ell, almost 40 miles SW of where we thought we were. We'd been lost all day and didn't know it. That was fun as hell!

Back when I was riding the motor psycho a lot... I would leave the house and and take whatever road I'd never been on before. Sometimes not return home for 24 hours, found some pretty cool roads this way and some really scary neighborhoods. Always managed to make it back without consulting a map.
 
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