My cousin met an untimely end this week while hog hunting. Combination of unfamiliar surroundings, late evening and a very low slung cable used as a makeshift gate in the path of his ATV. I lost the closest thing to a brother I had on this Earth. We've been hunting and fishing together since before we could walk and I'll never be able to do either again without thinking of the times we spent in the field. I only share this with you because it could have easily been me a thousand differant times. Be careful out there.