As a kid, I stepped into a washed out creek basin with waders on, fishing tackle and shotgun in hand. I had crossed there 100 times before at thigh deep. This time it was well over my head and wide. Immediately went completely under and was being washed down the raging torrent. As much as I didn't want to lose my gear, I had no choice. Dumped the shotgun and fishing gear and grabbed onto a nearby concrete bridge support. While clinging to the side my waders wanted to pull me down. Ended up pulling the waders off and letting them go. Fortunately, there was a kid on a 4-wheeler that witnessed the whole thing and called emergency rescue. Lucky to have survived through a hard lesson.


2008, 2011 & 2012 conference attendee.
Striving to be the person that my dog already thinks I am.