Good stories. I think a lot of us were more fearless when we were younger. I spent entire summers in Yellowstone backcountry (Thorofare area) from 3rd through 8th grade. Knock on the cabin door before going outside in the dark, to not spook a bear if it happens to be there. I spent lots of nights outside on the ground, in a sleeping bag. Weird noises, elk bugling, coyotes, all the good stuff. The green of my night vision is sort of creepy to me. If I'm walking by heavily wooded, swampy areas by myself, especially without my gun, I'll get a little unsettled. It comes and goes every few minutes. When people are young they talk about how they want to die before they get old but when they're old they just want to wake up for another day. I used to go 160+ mph on my motorcycle (Kaw ninja 750) in my late teens. Shorts, tennis shoes, t shirt, no helmet. Didn't bother me at all. It is nice to see raccoons at night. If they're comfortable being out there, I should be too. Just thinking rationally is enough to make me realize how much of a sissy I'm being. As was said, fear isn't necessarily bad. I don't want to get careless and step on a water moccasin while looking for a pig I shot that ran into the swamp during the night. And I'd rather not be oblivious to sounds in the trees when I'm in the trees also, skinning a boar I just shot that was with another pig that is obviously hanging out nearby.