Post by: DOUBLELUNG on November 21, 2017, 10:21:44 AM
I am definitely not capable of either maneuver under normal circumstances. Have never been able to do a one-arm pull-up, even when I was young and very fit, much less 50, fat and with health issues. Rifle, pack, boots and clothes I was approximately 280 pounds.
Curious to hear anyone else's experiences with this phenomenon, hunting or otherwise?
Post by: Magnum_Willys on November 21, 2017, 10:55:44 AM
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Post by: YellowDog on November 21, 2017, 11:25:09 AM
Many years ago I was about 8 and tagging along with my dad bird hunting along the columbia in late December. Outside temperature was no more than 20 Degrees. After a boring unsuccessful day as we were about 100 or so yards down a steep embankment from the car on our way out, I asked my dad if I could shoot his shotgun. He obliged and I fired it out across a 90%frozen over beaver pond. Well, his awesome pheasant hunting Brittney and our family pet must have been bored too cuz he took off across that pond to look for an invisible bird. About 30 yards out he broke through the ice and couldn't get back out of the hole. As he was struggling we went to the side of the pond that was closest to the hole. My dad unloaded the live round from his Fox double and leaned his shotgun up against a tree. He told me to find a big branch as he started stripping off his chest waders and layers of clothes. I found a decent branch about 6 feet long. He took that branch and started into the pond breaking ice to get to the dog. When he got in up to his shoulders he could do nothing with the branch and there was still about 7-8 feet of ice between him and the dog. In a last ditch effort he raised his arm out of the water and slammed it down on the ice. I watched as the ice slowly cracked out to the hole and freed the dog. Dad got the hell out of the water as fast as he could but he was cold.....REAL COLD. He threw on his coat, grabbed his waders and told me to get his gun and whatever else I could carry I've got to get to the car. We made it to the car (an old '79 or something ford Pinto) and cranked on the heat. Wet dog sitting at my feet in the front floor boards. Both of them shivering so hard I thought their teeth would crack or rattle out of their heads. After about 15 minutes just sitting there dad was warm enough to think straight again and able to drive home.
I think he figured mom would kill him if he came home without the dog but in hindsight he realized how foolish he had been. I'm glad I didn't have to watch my dad and dog drown that day.
Post by: DOUBLELUNG on November 21, 2017, 11:56:32 AM
Wow! Congrats on the save. Crazy to try to cross a 15’ high ravine tho :yike:You are absolutely right. My other options were to backtrack and regain several hundred feet elevation, to go around the head of the draw, or trespass onto property where I didn't have permission to go around the toe of the draw. I chose poorly.
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