Sturdy shoes. Socks pulled over top the cuff of the jeans. The reason? Not dangerous vipers or malaria-bearing mosquitoes, I'm just doing my best to discourage the wood ticks.
Last year presented a much more populous invasion, but even one wood tick is more than I am interested in meeting. It is reassuring though to know the variety here is only an annoyance and not a health hazard.
But because there are so many other wonderful treats out there (beyond the simple joy of moving one's legs), I'll keep doing whatever it takes to get outdoors.