Yeah he'll not be happy but oh well what are friends for.
My buddy Frank (HNI member Kidd642) and I were hunting together in Illinois in November of 04'
If you don't know Frank we'll just leave it at...... not the most comfortable in treestands.
Anyway I would worry about him climbing into and out of his stand in the AM and we had 2 way radios so it was standard procedure to call around 7AM to make sure he was still alive on his side of the farm.
On the 3rdmorning I call Frank about 3 times and no answer.
About the 4th time I call here is the Exchange in a whispered tone:
Me: Frank!? You there.........Everything ok over there?
Frank: No.....I had an accident.
Me:[:-]Oh my god I'll be right there!!
Frank: No, not THAT kind of accident
Me:
Seems ol' Frankie ate some bad chinese or something a few days earlier and caught a bit of a stomach bug.......a little slip on the edge of a frosty treestand and it was off to town and the local laundromat.
And I still laugh to this day. It's one of life's small gifts to enjoy over and over and over.
