...And with a new story. Per friends & family request, Rube attended "Hunters Education Class" \o/ yay! However, I'm not sure if it was the "safe" thing to do. The class was in some middle-of-nowhere Floridian forest. Right off the bat, the warden said not to go to the bathroom buildings alone... "there's a bear mama with 2 cups that likes to go into the bathrooms cabin and flush toilets all day long. Go in groups and keep 2 people outside as bear spotters". Sure enough, later during the day bear family came in to play with the toilets and nobody could pee. One guy ventured into the woods seeking relief and came back yelling "rattlesnake! rattlesnake!" :\
There were like a hundred people there. 99 hardcore redneck farmers and Rube's brown ass. Thanks God they all let their big ass guns in their pickups and used the class-provided 22 bolt-actions (which by the way, felt really really weak... bb-gun-ish).
There was around 60 miles in all directions of nothing but forest. On my way in I spotted 3 young deers crossing the road, one alligator, a wild cat (house-cat sized but with big ass teeth and very mean), a whole group of gigantic pigs (wild boar me thinks) and a big fat snake that look like could swallow a man whole (longer than the Hyundai 2x). Going out I got to see some more deers but nothing more.
We also got to shoot clays with a small shotgun and some arrows with some cool high-tech bow. I wish I had my camera with me but I didn't wanted to look like a tourist.
On lunch break, a guy was showing up a video on his cellphone showing the game wardens jumping out of the bushes from all directions and landing the choppa, busting a group of turkey hunters using illegal bait... amazing, vietnam-movie like.
Overall I had fun.
"Hoy es un dia normal, pero yo voy a hacerlo intenso" ~ Juanes