Well, hey, ya'll.  I'm am truly getting my feet dirty out here in the woods.  I literally got lost walking through our 30 acres last week and thought I would die out there.  It's all virginal forest, no paths.  It's really easy to lose your bearings and get lost like I did.  I really need to hire a person with a brush hog to make paths around here.  The dog kept getting trapped in the brambles and I kept getting those stupid little barbs all over my jacket -- Yuck! I tried using Google Maps on my cell phone, but it wasn't talking to me, like turn right or left or whatever, it just showing me a map, like "west this" but I had no idea where west was. I need a damn compass!  So after wondering around for quite a while, I finally found some flatland, saw a barn, and heard someone working.  Scared the crap out of him because he never expected someone to come walking out of the woods like that.  His wife came out and we had a nice chat about how I took over this place and the woods are all overgrown with weeds and twigs, and how I really need a brush hog.  Well, it turns out, they have one and offered to help me make some paths in the spring.  Whoopie! 
If you ask me where I was, I have to answer just like the country folk do around here, not with an address, but with a building site, like "a little ways up from the pig farm," which just happens to be down the road from my house on Six Corners. Phew! Remind me not to wander too far away from home.  Lol.