Huli Tribal Woman with her Drum --- Not wanting to wait to see what was coming next, I weighed out the options, and none were particularly good.  One, I could jump on the bike and hightail it down the hill back in the direction in which I had just come, but my destination was up this hill, past these guys.  Two, I could surrender and hope that this was all just fun and games and we all turn out to be friends.  And three, I could put the shoe on the other foot and go on a "wild man" rock attack.  The problem? How many were out there?  The only thing I felt  sure of, was they were afraid of me, or why else would they be hiding, taking cheap shots from behind trees?  Hmm?  Did they have spears as well?  So far, no spears nor arrows had come my way, that was encouraging.

Another barrage of rocks came, none doing any damage, then stopped again.  They must not have a stash of rocks, needing to hunt some before each barrage.  I could now see several warriors searching the ground, looking for ammo, so I kept gathering my ammos, including some that they had thrown. Most of what I could find were too big to be good throwing rocks, but might serve in close combat, if it came to that.