As a land surveyor I spent a lot of time running lines in the mountains. It was not uncommon, after we would start a job, to start to find obstacles in the access roads. One day we got back to where we parked our 4 wheeler. It was nowhere to be found, but the key was in my pocket. Another time one of the neighboring land owners came crashing through the woods yelling about surveyors and shooting his gun in the air. That was fun.
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