Yes, and its closer than she thought

Almost immediately, Mackenzie spotted an old mudslide, about a thousand feet away from her! Even better, it was still recent enough that it wasn't overgrown yet! She grinned slightly, sensing her freedom from this brushy hell was close at hand,. She promptly headed for it, determined to be free of this brushy hell as soon as possible.

Once again, branches whipped at her as she went, slowing her down yet again. With every stop, she grew even more frustrated with how close she was to being free, and how long it was taking her to get there. At this rate, she'd be an hour getting to the slide, and she cast a glance at the sky, noting the sun's progress through the sky. She didn't want to be caught out here after dark. There was no way she'd find her way home if she didn't find the trail before nightfall.

As she freed herself from another bush, that worry, and her frustration, swirled through her mind. She felt like she was getting farther away from her goal, not closer, and her blood boiled. How many bushes could there be? And why did every one of them want to grab at her? She was sorely tempted to just bull a path through the brush, and get this over with now. It would be so much easier...