We smell this scent two more times, now stronger. So we begin hiking faster. As we come out of a small gully we hear a crash. Spinning around we race back to the crest and look back down. Something large and tall (easily taller than my dad who is six foot), disappears into the bush. We just catch a glimpse of a dark brown mass. Neither of us is armed, so we continue on at full pace, knowing there is a logging road