I've turned over a canoe in -10 weather miles from my truck, fallen through the ice a few times on trap lines, road out tide changes on a floating log a couple of times, and been lost in the fog and ground blizzards a few times. I'd rather die doing what I love than sit home to in fear of what "MIGHT HAPPEN". I'd rather skid up to the Pearly Gates all broken and bruised yelling " What a ride" than arrive all prim and proper wondering "What did I miss".
I do have a lot of respect for nature and with all the mistakes in i've made I've had the tools and knowledge to survive them, panic is what kills you most of the time.
Last edited by oskar; 01/06/16 01:29 PM.
