okay quick actual story,a newby to hunting joins our group.he rides in my truck to the drop of spot after camp breakfast.says hes got to go so i stop and he bolts out of truck and does his thing,he comes back all happy like and i ask him what he used for paper,he says some leaves.were driving down the road for about ten min and i see him kinda getting jumpy and red in the face. he diesnt say a thing but every bump he jumps and he is in deep pain and i ask whats the matter he says nothing . i keep driving real slow as its still a little dark out.were a good hour from camp and he finally says he has to go back.wont say anything wrong just has ti go back.i see sweat going down his face and look of sheer horror and pain. i pull over and give him baby wipes and patonen cream and tell him to go take care of himself.he comes back to colour and i drop him off at camp.he hugged that box of baby wipes and cream,i also gave him a bottle of calamine lotion,as soon as he closes truck door i go down the road a bit and pull over cause im lauphing to hard,poison oak can be a horrible thing while hunting but funney too