07-05-2021, 02:13 AM
I will join in.....
When Buckwheat (our disabled son) was about 6 i had a modified back pack that I could put him in and we would hike into lots of places. One day, drove the family to Mill Creek in the Uintas and parked at the top. Threw him in the pack and hiked down to the inlet. If we were careful about how level the ground was, we just spread the legs of the pack open and he could stay in the pack and fish right out of it, giving my back a break. Only problem was if I wandered very far from him (5 ft or more was far) he could not reach the bait. Well we were catching fish pretty steady and I kept wandering outside the 5ft zone and it was taking me too long to get back and rebait him when he hooked up. He kept telling me that I wasn't listening when he yelled that he needed bait, so I told him, jokingly, that if I didn't hear him, to throw somthing at me to get my attention. Well if your legs don't work, your arms can get real strong...you get the idea. When the rock hit me in the back of the head, I went to my knees in the lake. When I finally shook off the effect, my wife and oldest son were laughing so hard they could not have helped me if I was drowning. Fortunately it wasn't deep. All my wife could say was " you told him to throw something if he need bait". Yes. Yes I did.
Not the only time that boy and his backpack about got me, but the other time was hunting. I will save that story for a differnt day.
When Buckwheat (our disabled son) was about 6 i had a modified back pack that I could put him in and we would hike into lots of places. One day, drove the family to Mill Creek in the Uintas and parked at the top. Threw him in the pack and hiked down to the inlet. If we were careful about how level the ground was, we just spread the legs of the pack open and he could stay in the pack and fish right out of it, giving my back a break. Only problem was if I wandered very far from him (5 ft or more was far) he could not reach the bait. Well we were catching fish pretty steady and I kept wandering outside the 5ft zone and it was taking me too long to get back and rebait him when he hooked up. He kept telling me that I wasn't listening when he yelled that he needed bait, so I told him, jokingly, that if I didn't hear him, to throw somthing at me to get my attention. Well if your legs don't work, your arms can get real strong...you get the idea. When the rock hit me in the back of the head, I went to my knees in the lake. When I finally shook off the effect, my wife and oldest son were laughing so hard they could not have helped me if I was drowning. Fortunately it wasn't deep. All my wife could say was " you told him to throw something if he need bait". Yes. Yes I did.
Not the only time that boy and his backpack about got me, but the other time was hunting. I will save that story for a differnt day.
Remember: keep the lid on the worms, share your jerky, and stop by to say hi to Cookie and the Cowboy-Pirate crew