open season

On the way to the field yesterday, I noticed a few cars on the side of the highway. Then a few more. What the...?

Oh, it's hunting season. Too bad I didn't bring anything orange to wear...

I was in a posted area, so I shoudn't have had any hunters around, right? Except that I kept tripping over shells and the afternoon was punctuated by various shots in the distance. The far distance, luckily.

Sometimes you run into safety issues that the health and safety plan never anticipated.