I Had a Skunk Encounter
A Mid-Autumn's Skunking... I went to the lake tonight since I'd been putting it off for a very long time and finally caved to peer pressure from fellow skunk scent lovers. I do have to go into orientation for my job on Friday night so I can't exactly stay skunky, which is a shame, but even so...
Anyway I went to the lake and found some 2 almost immediately upon rounding a corner, but when I took a few seconds to remove my jacket and shirt so that I could be sprayed in the chest, they ran off and hid in the brush and twigs. Damn.
I didn't let this dishearten me of course, I kept looking around the park and sure enough, found a nice stripey-butt just sniffing around a tree, and got his tail. I tried to get him to spray my plush but he seemed to prefer biting her instead, but I was able to milk a few good sprays out of him, and rubbed it in everywhere I could think to do so. I released him and continued my search.
I came across another skunk and gave chase, but he managed to outrun me just enough thanks to the hills (obviously sprinting up a hill would make me trip so I had to slow down), and as he ducked into a drainage pipe I turned and saw another skunk right behind me stamping his feet. He might've even sprayed my pants, given I'm seeing a nice huge splash of yellow across the butt. Not sure. Anyway I thought I'd had him pretty well blocked-off but he managed to run in circles and still hide away with his buddy. A little disheartened by their escape, I went looking for another 30 minutes or so then figured I would take the logical route and simply go in the same direction they'd been running.
That paid off, of course. I found a nice fat skunk near a sand trap and gave chase immediately. He was a little wilier than he looked, though and did manage to squeeze into a drainage pipe, but not before giving me a few very wonderful spritzes over my face. He really skunked me nicely, it was truly overpowering and beautifully skunky.
My second to last skunk found ran into a marshy muddy part of the park and ducked under a rickety little plank bridge, maybe a foot high. I tried in vain to get her out of there, knowing if I grabbed her tail from the side there was a VERY good chance I'd be bitten, and when I tried to get down to her level I foolishly stepped into the actual marsh and my right leg sank like a stone into the mud, requiring me to pull it out and do some pretty extensive washing when I got home. I finally gave up on getting her to spritz me and headed back to my car.
There was one final skunk sniffing around the park patrol station, and while I did give chase I must admit my fatigue and muddy boots did screw me over on speed, so I probably only got spritzed at best.
Overall though it was wonderful, I'm very wonderfully skunky, have nice splotches all over my arms, chest and especially my face, and reek so sweetly, I'm loving it this strong. It's only at this potency that you get the sweetest parts of the scent, those root beer-like notes that entice me so much. I'll miss having this scent on me, and with winter coming I don't expect to be able to do this again until some time in January. Who knows, we might get a mild winter this year?
Anyway I went to the lake and found some 2 almost immediately upon rounding a corner, but when I took a few seconds to remove my jacket and shirt so that I could be sprayed in the chest, they ran off and hid in the brush and twigs. Damn.
I didn't let this dishearten me of course, I kept looking around the park and sure enough, found a nice stripey-butt just sniffing around a tree, and got his tail. I tried to get him to spray my plush but he seemed to prefer biting her instead, but I was able to milk a few good sprays out of him, and rubbed it in everywhere I could think to do so. I released him and continued my search.
I came across another skunk and gave chase, but he managed to outrun me just enough thanks to the hills (obviously sprinting up a hill would make me trip so I had to slow down), and as he ducked into a drainage pipe I turned and saw another skunk right behind me stamping his feet. He might've even sprayed my pants, given I'm seeing a nice huge splash of yellow across the butt. Not sure. Anyway I thought I'd had him pretty well blocked-off but he managed to run in circles and still hide away with his buddy. A little disheartened by their escape, I went looking for another 30 minutes or so then figured I would take the logical route and simply go in the same direction they'd been running.
That paid off, of course. I found a nice fat skunk near a sand trap and gave chase immediately. He was a little wilier than he looked, though and did manage to squeeze into a drainage pipe, but not before giving me a few very wonderful spritzes over my face. He really skunked me nicely, it was truly overpowering and beautifully skunky.
My second to last skunk found ran into a marshy muddy part of the park and ducked under a rickety little plank bridge, maybe a foot high. I tried in vain to get her out of there, knowing if I grabbed her tail from the side there was a VERY good chance I'd be bitten, and when I tried to get down to her level I foolishly stepped into the actual marsh and my right leg sank like a stone into the mud, requiring me to pull it out and do some pretty extensive washing when I got home. I finally gave up on getting her to spritz me and headed back to my car.
There was one final skunk sniffing around the park patrol station, and while I did give chase I must admit my fatigue and muddy boots did screw me over on speed, so I probably only got spritzed at best.
Overall though it was wonderful, I'm very wonderfully skunky, have nice splotches all over my arms, chest and especially my face, and reek so sweetly, I'm loving it this strong. It's only at this potency that you get the sweetest parts of the scent, those root beer-like notes that entice me so much. I'll miss having this scent on me, and with winter coming I don't expect to be able to do this again until some time in January. Who knows, we might get a mild winter this year?
41-45, M
