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/-/ooligan
Location: Las Vegas area Gender: Male Total Likes: 278 likes
When in danger, when in doubt, RUN IN CIRCLES, SCREAM AND SHOUT!
| | | Re: Things that keep you away from a place < Reply # 113 on 4/12/2016 1:15 AM > | Reply with Quote
| | | I've passed many a tres at various high-risk places over the decades, but at least after getting older & wiser, the one type of signage that will stop me cold, with minimal thought of ignoring it, are the signs indicating the land is now an off-limits nature preserve! The reason is because (IMHO) if you're caught, it is very easy for the authorities to claim your mere presence in the off-limits area has annoyed/molested a litany of rare & endangered wildlife that lives there -- altering it's breeding, etc. & there's really not much of a legitimate counter-argument anyone could make. Fines are often in the thousands of dollars. 1. /-/ooligan
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| CaptOrbit
Location: Sarasota, FL or Cincinnati, OH Gender: Male Total Likes: 149 likes
There you are, right back in the jungle again.
| | | | Re: Things that keep you away from a place < Reply # 116 on 4/18/2016 5:34 AM > | Reply with Quote
| | | One time, many years ago I was exploring the unused top floor of a still-active horse barn, it was a big old barn the horses were kept down in the building's foundations the top floor must have had a ceiling of about 25 feet I don't recall if there was anyway to access the top floor from the outside it may have had a ramp but if it did it would have certainly have had blocked off doors. The only way I could find to access it was a very narrow set of steps behind the door at the rear of the tack room. The stairs felt sturdy enough and soon I emerged head first into the large open space of the top floor sunlight brightly streaming in from all around, just then I noticed something whizzing past my face. I turned to get a better look around... Then I froze in horror. I had heard a buzzing sound coming up the steps but foolishly dismissed it as wind or possibly a piece of electrical equipment and was neither of those things, The air was absolutely thick with wasps and hornets, and possibly yellow jackets I don't know but they were everywhere, both mud and paper nests lined the walls and ceilings all shapes and sizes all seemingly active. To say that there were easily a thousand nests doesn't seem like it could be an exaggeration. I slowly started back down the stairs with some of them buzzing only inches by my head as I did. When I reached the door in the tack room I closed it quickly behind me, left the barn and vowed never to return. I never did.
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