when in NJ me and a few mates were doing a cyclo-cross training ride through some dirt trails, we rode in to a shooting zone, it was Turkey season that week. Trucks everywhere, we rode through, guns going off, blokes with turkeys over the shoulder going back to the trucks and everything. One bloke looked at us funny and asked what we were doing out there, we explained, and then he looked at us and said "don't worry about gettin' shot boys, those skinny legs you got are no good for eatin"... we rode out butts off to get out the other side of the park.