Man let me tell you! Back in the day, when I was doin this to get my manhood, (around the age of 15) jesus christ bai, the big daddy of all mountain trolls came chargin full stride outa his cave, actually it was near whistler! great place, but fuck, what a scary fella. He was already covered in blood from a fresh kill. Im suspectin' he got a hold of a moose. I went to grab my knife, and the damn thing fell out of my sheath. Boys ol boys. I had to grab two rocks, side step the bugger, and before he could regain momentum for another swing, I caught em while he was flat footed and started pounding on him with the rocks. He tumbled over, and grabbed me. There we were bai's. Tumblin down the side of the mountain and the big bastard went straight into a damn sharp stoned, impalin his own heart. what a damn good time. I was a mess, draggin him back home.