You had mentioned earlier about trails. In 1968 I was hiking in Pololu Valley and the associated ditch trail. We (group of three) went up to about the second valley top and then my small group split up. As I was sitting there gazing about I spotted a jetliner leaving from Hilo to Honolulu. And then I accidentally coughed and that plane exploded like a kaleidoscope. I thought that was cool so I forced myself to cough again. Same thing happened. That was phuking funny and also awesome.

So then after that I was standing there alone turning my head about 160 (sorry this thing only produces degree signatures if assigned with voice to text. After about 140° I locked eyes with a feral bull of which many feral cattle are in the area. A gift from the British in the early 1800s but that is perhaps a topic for another thread. He crouched down and I was freaked. But for some reason I guess he didn’t want to match up with me and he took off quickly. To this day I still get a chuckle out of that even if it did, at the time, totally freak me out.

Get your facts first, then you can distort them as you please.