I know Marc is just itching about this, so I'll just get it out into the open.
After we had loaded up and were heading back to his house, we were about a mile from where we cut at and I remembered something. Or rather, something I forgot to put in my truck.
The 390XP.
Holy CRAP!!!! Panic ensued. Cold sweats! Peeing my pants. Wife called Marc on the phone while I'm setting land speed records in reverse. I knew in my heart that everything was going to be fine, but I've never done this before. Seemed to take forever to get back to the field, but there it was. Just where I left it. It looked so lonesome sitting there. The sun was shining on it and it was saying, "Daddy, I'm here". Never felt like such a heel in my whole life. Except when I admitted I don't like like black coffee.