OK CHILDREN
I AM GOING TO TELL YOU A STORY THAT WILL TOUCH YOUR FUNNY BONE FOR A WHILE AND THEN
MAKE YOU FEEL SORRY FOR ME BECAUSE OF MY AGE.
DARVIL AND I WENT DEER HUNTING SEE, AND WE HUNTED FOR TWO WHOLE DAYS. ON FRIDAY WE
RODE OUR FOUR WHEELERS UP INTO A CANYON ON THE WEST SIDE OF MT GRAHAM. WE FOUND A
PLACE THAT WE WERE GOING TO WALK. SO AFTER DISMOUNTING FROM OUR DEPENDABLE, MECHANICAL STEEDS, WE LEFT THE ROAD AND STARTED TO WALK. WE HAD ONLY WALKED FOR A FEW HUNDRED FEET WHEN THE AGE IN ME SAID THAT I HAD TO DASH BEHIND A BUSH. DIDN'T QUITE MAKE IT. YUP, POOPED MY PANTS.GROSS, YUCKY, AND NO FUN AT ALL. GOT RID OF MY UNDERWEAR BOTTOMS AND HIT THE TRAIL AGAIN. WE SPLIT UP AND WALKED ABOUT 200 YARDS APART AS WE WENT UP THE CANYON. FELL DOWN. WALKED TO THE TOP AND SURVEYED THE AREA.
TOOK ANOTHER WAY BACK, DARVIL SAW TWO DOES BUT I DIDN'T, BUMMER. WE THEN DROVE FARTHER UP THE ROAD AND THEN TOOK ANOTHER WALK.SPLIT UP AGAIN AND WALKED TOWARD A
RIDGE. FELL DOWN. SPENT THE REST OF THE DAY IN THIS AREA BUT NO LUCK. WENT HOME
SATURDAY BROKE WINDY AND STORMY. SNOW LEVEL DOWN TO ABOUT 4000 FT. WENT TO ANOTHER PLACE AND BROKE SOME FRESH TRACKS IN THE SNOW CROSSING THE ROAD. DARV WANTED TO FOLLOW THEM SO WE DID. WE FOLLOWED THEM INTO THE WILDERNESS. IT WAS FUN FOLLOWING IN THE SNOW THAT WAS ABOUT AN INCH DEEP. THEN WE STARTED FINDING MORE TRACKS CROSSING THE ONES WE WERE FOLLOWING, TRACKS EVERYWHERE. WE WENT ROUND AND ROUND BUT TO NO AVAIL. FELL DOWN. FINALY WENT TO THE TRUCK AND DROVE TO ANOTHER AREA.
HERE WE SPLIT UP AND DROVE OUR FOUR WHEELERS TO TWO DIFFERENT AREAS. HE WAS TO GO TO AND AREA AND START WALKING TOWARDS THE AREA I WAS GOING TO. MY PROBLEM WAS THAT I WAS TO WALK DOWN INTO A CANYON AND THEN UP THE OTHER SIDE AND MEET HIM AT THE TOP. I STARTED DOWN THE HILL ABOUT HALF WAY, FELL DOWN. THEN HAD A THOUGHT, WHAT IN THE HELL AM I DOING HERE. UPON REACHING THE BOTTOM AND WAS ATTEMPTING TO CROSS THE SMALL SAND WASH, FELL DOWN--VERY HARD, DROPPED MY GUN, HARD, SMASHED MY FINGER, AND REALLY SCRAPED MY SHIN. HAD THE THOUGHT AGAIN. CLIMBED ABOUT HALF WAY TO THE TOP AND GUESS WHAT. FELL DOWN, CUSSED, WONDERED AGAIN. MADE IT TO THE TOP AND AFTER A WHILE MET DARV. WE TALKED ABOUT WHAT WE WERE GOING TO DO AND HE WANTED TO CIRCLE AROUND THROUGH A SMALL BASIN AND THEN BACK TO HIS MACHINE. I WENT ABOUT 100 FEET AND SAID BULL----. SORRY DARV I AM GOING BACK TO MY MACHING AND DRIVE DIRECTLY TO THE TRUCK. TAKE YOUR TIME. ON THE WAY BACK GUESS WHAT, YUP, FELL DOWN, TWICE, CUSSED. WE WENT HOME AND I WAS SO BEAT UP THAT WHEN I SAT DOWN I COULD NOT GET BACK UP. OLD AGE.
DARV WENT BACK OUT AGAIN THURSDAY BUT I WAS HURTING SO MUCH I DECLINED TO GO. HE SAW A FEW DOE'S BUT NO BUCKS. I CALLED HIM TWICE ON THE PHONE TO CHECK ON HIS WELFARE BECAUSE HE WAS ALONE.
I HAVE DECIDED THAT IN FUTURE HUNTS, IF I CAN'T RIDE I DON'T KNOW IF I WILL GO.
SO THAT'S MY STORY AND THAT'S THE TRUTH.
DON'T GET OLD.
OLD DAD
5 comments:
baaahaaaahaaa, oh uncle Jerry, is hunting worth all that? Alex and I are having a good laugh, you tell it so well.
Isn't that what Darvil has sons for? Let those "young bucks" do the walking, you drive the truck! I'm glad you didn't get hurt too bad, and that you're posting on the blog again!
Geeeze, you're lucky to be alive! I think your thought was a good one. Just drive the truck for goodness sakes!
Such a funny story even though its not funny that you fell so much. You better be careful. I do remember all the fun rides we would have in your jeep at the cabin.
Uncle Jerry, you are my hero. You are not in a rocking chair on the porch. You are doing what you love. It was a great story. My son in law only saw doe's too when he went hunting but when he was returning our truck home he saw a big, huge buck in our driveway. Such as hunting goes.
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