CaliDuckPro
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Had to take a trip up to that area the other day, so I figured I'd bring the rifle and just poke around, despite the non existance of pigs. Walked about 1 mile in, and stopped to take a sip of water. Felt something on the back of my neck... Tick! Didn't think too much of it, just flicked it off and continued on. Walked about another mile in and stopped to take another sip of water. My buddy tells me I have something on my back... Ticks! A lot of them. Took a look at my buddy, same thing. The longer we stood there, the more ticks that jumped and crawled on us. Shook em off and decided to head back to the truck with haste. Made it back and proceded to strip down and shake out our clothes and check for ticks. Must of knocked off about 40 ticks off of each of us. ACK!!!! The lack of pigs wasn't enough to deter me, but the ticks are another story. I can't stand those creepy little blood suckers.
