Long ago I got to go on a few hunting trips to a friend's small farm in south Texas, hunting Quail. There are a lot of spots with real heavy brush, and all of it has thorns. They supposedly have a lot of snakes too so at first we wore plastic leggings that snapped over your shins. The part of your jeans above the chaps would get shredded in one trip. Later I found some thick heavy material brush pants that were also supposed to resist snakebite, they would stand up very well to the brush with thorns. You could look for easy ways through the brush but you couldn't avoid it completely or go around it. I wasn't carrying a belt knife but occasionally a small belt holster. A person out for a Sunday stroll in the woods could avoid some amount of brush, we could not.
Man in another group I posted this same question is from south Texas area brushy like that.
Said it’s a pain going through that stuff with much of anything on a belt, especially if ya gotta start crawling, and was considering a shoulder rig.
I don’t like a blade covered in the woods anymore. Never know when might need it.
Bit off topic but worth sharing. Funny.
Few years back I was taking my wife deer hunting and we ran across a herd of hogs with a young boar.
I took the gun, Brand new box of shells, one right after the other shells failed to fire. I thought firing pin in gun broke until we gathered up the shells later and saw it was bad primers.
I’m standing there with a gun turned to a club,

boar beginning it’s charge,

dug out a short knife I had under my coveralls while yelling at her to run and climb a tree.
Wasn’t thinking I was gonna win but maybe give her time to get away. Talk about an adrenaline rush.

Thank goodness it was a younger boar and my yell to her spooked it. Older boar wouldn’t have spooked so easily.
I still laugh: when all was said and done I turned around and she still standing 20 feet behind me. Looked her and she simply asked: “How am I supposed to climb a tree??”


I told her if one got past me and after her I bet she’d find a way.
