Talking about woods. When I got out of the Army, I went hunting with my best friend, who had gotten out of the Marines, a couple of years before. We went hunting in an area in northwest Rhode Island, that we were unfamiliar with, but we didn't care, we were confident that we would be ok. After all, we had survived the wartime military, we were invincible. LOL He was able to drive his car into the woods and sure enough, we got lost. He couldn't turn the car around, so we just kept going forward. I sat on the hood and guided him around obstacles. After a while we emerged in Connecticut. We were a crazy couple of kids.