I am your typical Whiteman, almost everything in nature attacks me, Yellowjackets will go 500 yards out of their way, just to pester me. So I sallied forth fairly well amoured, long sleeves, tall boots, gloves, sturdy trousers and when cutting brush or slashing I had knee length chaps on. It's not just the bugs, vegetation missed no chances, the bitey/stickery, the mildly poisonous, the trippy/grabbies. Slash from previous victims exacting revenge is right up there, I hate sticks. Standing timber, dead or alive will often thwart your efforts, sometimes by shedding various items, often enough just by how they stand. Before I wander off any farther, I didn't like carrying anything on a belt, left it all in a Korean War relic pack, I just dragged it between trees.