I'm sure I described it in the treehouse....probably one of the first versions. Some years ago I found an almost frozen calf separated from her mom, in an ice storm....wrapped it in my longjohns, I still had my coveralls....and dragged it on my parka/coat/jacket up a hill and then down to the barn. I can't remember the outcome, but I remember thinking it must have been MILES.
Nope....turns out it was barely a quarter mile.
hmmmmphhhhhhh :roll: