No sooner than he started up the trail he was confronted by a snake. He hated snakes, and this was no ordinary snake, it was a giant boa constrictor blocking the path—nothing his machete couldn't handle. The trouble was he had to get close to it in order to kill it.

Snake dead, he had to cross a raging river. He couldn't swim and was fearful of water. But he had a mission to complete. Ever so slowly he waded in and forged across. Finding the trail again he pressed on. But the trail took him through a cave. You guessed it the cave was full of bats, Something else that petrified him. Garnering his courage he pushed through.

On the other side he found who he was looking for; not who he expected. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, the only problem was he was more terrified of women than anything.