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The most dangerous thing I've run into was a trio of feral dogs on a day hike in the desert.
All i had was my hydration pack, and a walking staff. I crested a hill I saw the three dogs at the top of the next rise and as soon as they saw me they broke into a charge and at less than a quarter mile away they closed that distance fast.
I saw a patch of prickly pear cactus that was roughly U shaped and put that at my back so the dogs could only come at me from the front. The lead dog was a pitbull mix and he never broke his stride he just leapt into the air and lunged for my throat. I don't think he was expecting to have my staff rammed down this throat as hard as I could manage. I nearly skewered him through and he bit down and wouldn't let go.
The other two had pulled up short and were growling as I kicked dirt into their faces while trying to keep the other dog pinned down it was thrashing hard and started to go into convulsions. I'd rammed the staff far enough down it's throat and into it's chest that I had a pretty good feeling that it would die, I just didn't know if it would happen soon enough before the other two dogs attacked. One was a Shepard mix, and the other was a mutt, not that big, but big enough to be trouble with the other dog.
I'd been javelina hunting with dogs before to see how they hamstring their prey, before going in for the kill. I've seen run the boar to exhaustion turning him from side to side tearing at the hind quarters, and knew that I had to get my staff free of the other dog or it was going to happen to me.
I gave the pitbull a shove with the staff hoping it would trigger a gag reflex then yanked it back as hard as I could and spinning the staff back, at the same time. I ended up launching the pit bull into the prickly pears. Where it thrashed while it died. I fought off the other two with the staff as they chose then to attack. I broke their front legs, and left them to die. Zero fucks given. I carry a knife now.
