Used to wade fish San Luis pass a lot and there would be a pretty good line of fishermen along the pass and occasionally a baby Ruth would float by with the incoming tide. We would look upstream and whoop and holler.
Talk to me when you’ve done….questionable jalapeño cheese sausage for dinner, up at 4AM in 17 degree weather to put on waders and go duck hunting. Then 100 yard sprint back “toward” the truck and the sweet salvation of the roll of blue shop towels in the tool box….came up 40 yards short, cost me a pair of waders, fleece wader pants, and some cactus in my feet. Opening gates wearing a coat and a smile in 17 degree weather ain’t how I envisioned my drive back to duck camp, but **** that was the best hot shower ever.
I can still hear my dad and my buddy Michael laughing. Jokes on him though, it was his truck.
Caffeine and tobacco early in the morning will get things moving. I keep napkins from fast food restaurants for those emergencies.
The worst I ever had hit me was while coyote huntin in -15 degree weather, not including wind chill. It was so cold my beard was frozen from breathing. I missed a coyote because I had to hurry and shoot then get up and run to the truck. By the time I got there I had to boom boom so bad I was shaking and sweating. I had coveralls,a belt,jeans, long johns and boxer briefs to get through before I got some relief. I opened the door and used the running board for support. It was so cold my butt cheek stuck to the metal. My *** was nice and toasty and I literally had sweat dripping off the end of my nose so apparently my butt was sweating too. So when I leaned against that chrome running board it stuck. I had one arm inside the truck under the back seat looking for tp. I found a Wal-Mart sack,a few napkins and that was about it. I had to use those and then maneuver and take off my boots and socks and stand barefoot in the snow. All the while with all these clothes half on and trying to balance myself so I wouldn't fall back in it. By the time it was over I had no socks,ripped my underwear off and used those and used what else I could find. We were by a pumping unit and my buddy was like "whoever checks this pumping unit is gonna think someone had the weirdest orgy ever. There's Wal-Mart sacks,napkins, clothing and crap all over the place."
That was not a fun time. It was so cold it came out liquid and probably hit the ground solid.
I don't know what the deal is but I seem to have to make body rope at the most inopportune times. Usually when I'm driving and I have somewhere to be. I'll pull over and just do it on the side of the road. I ain't crappin my pants.
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