When old enough to head for the hills, we did. Early on my parents insisted on a knife, waterproof matches, and a compass. Here in MN the last two years have mad it apparent that a prudent person should be carrying. Our DNR (like many others) insisted we had no large cats until trail cams proved them to be mistaken. Coming from the northern portion of the state and at present residing in the southern part, I talk with outdoors people from International Falls ( the nephews) to Rochester). Hunting, camping, and 4-wheeling take me from one end of Minnesota to the other. Grey wolves (timber wolves) are found residing from north to south (one being shot in the Whitewater Valley being mistaken for a coyote was the official story: I almost dare to wonder if it wasn't how can a man be charged with shooting something the state says isn't there). Overnight the coyotes can lay down enough tracks that a body wonders how long it will be before some tragedy hits the news. I'm older, my children are grown, my grandchildren are not. I carry!