@ETipp 's thread has strayed WAY off of squirrel hunting (sorry Ed), but the above made me remember a funny tree stand event I'll relate: I'm up in a stand, deep woods, Appalachian big timber in TN, miles from nearest road or house, freezing my cojones off, and I hear something in the leaves, coming up the holler right at me, keeps coming, buck fever / heart races, cock gun. Get ready here he comes...... and an old man in a bright blue jogging suit comes jogging right at me, puffing out frozen breath like a steam locomotive. He's got his walkman with ear phones on, staring down where he puts his feet, oblivious, no orange on, it's deer season, dude. Jogs right past my tree, off into the distance. Never saw me, never even looked up. I later asked around and no one from that area has a clue who that yayhoo was.