They remind me of the river guides we had at a sales meeting in LaJitas Texas. We were going canoeing down the Rio Grande and were picked up by 2 big vans with about 8 total guides. About half way to the entry spot we started smelling the foulest smell I have ever smelled. It got so bad we were hanging our noses out the vents on the side windows. The smell was coming from 2 of our female guides who it turns out come to south Texas every year and camp out in tents for the summer. When and if (and I mean if) they bathe, they do it in the nasty Rio Grande. We still talk about the smell to this day.