Having spent a great deal of time with the good Dr at the loading bench, the rifle range, and out in the field hunting and river fishing over a 20 year span, I can tell you all that it has been a great experience, a sharing of a wealth of knowledge, and our fair share of laughing, teasing and joking!
My wife still giggles and almost pees herself every time she recalls our driving along a road in the mountains hunting black bear, when I noticed Mike taking a short snooze. And even though I had done this before, I could not resist in doing so again, with a new witness in the truck...
I hit the brakes and shouted "Bear!!!".
The good Dr came unglued!
His head snapped up, swivelling left and right to locate the bruin, asking "Where, where???, droll and spittle slathering the insides of the truck windshield and side window.
His bullets that he had been holding in his hand went flying about the cab of the truck as he fumbled for the door handle, and trying to grab his rifle nestled beside him, totally forgetting that would not be able to get out of the truck while still wearing his seat belt.
After a moment or two of no reply as to the location of the non-existent bear, and his realization that Susan and I were laughing so loud, he chastised me for being so cruel to an elder!
I kindly reminded him that despite his age and health condition, it is still good to achieve his target heartrate each day!
But don't be fooled, he gets his licks in too!
There was an incident on the "Aunt Road" that he and Susan laughed and giggled about non-stop for a couple of hours, and still tease me about to this day!
All part of the adventure!
It's the memories we make with family and friends that keep us smiling for years afterwards.
My wife still giggles and almost pees herself every time she recalls our driving along a road in the mountains hunting black bear, when I noticed Mike taking a short snooze. And even though I had done this before, I could not resist in doing so again, with a new witness in the truck...
I hit the brakes and shouted "Bear!!!".
The good Dr came unglued!
His head snapped up, swivelling left and right to locate the bruin, asking "Where, where???, droll and spittle slathering the insides of the truck windshield and side window.
His bullets that he had been holding in his hand went flying about the cab of the truck as he fumbled for the door handle, and trying to grab his rifle nestled beside him, totally forgetting that would not be able to get out of the truck while still wearing his seat belt.
After a moment or two of no reply as to the location of the non-existent bear, and his realization that Susan and I were laughing so loud, he chastised me for being so cruel to an elder!
I kindly reminded him that despite his age and health condition, it is still good to achieve his target heartrate each day!
But don't be fooled, he gets his licks in too!
There was an incident on the "Aunt Road" that he and Susan laughed and giggled about non-stop for a couple of hours, and still tease me about to this day!
All part of the adventure!
It's the memories we make with family and friends that keep us smiling for years afterwards.
