KBeezy LSU Fan Baton Rouge Member since Dec 2004 13308 posts
re: Favorite outdoor memory with your dad....(Posted by KBeezy on 6/16/13 at 2:33 pm to Choirboy)
He walked out my myself, my mother (to whom he is still legally married,) and my older brother when I was 2. My bro was 7.
Never heard from him again, never a bday card or anything. Never child support. Once the child support people tracked him down and he apparently had a whole new family, and I have half brothers and sisters somewhere
mcneil912 LSU Fan Member since Feb 2013 5322 posts
re: Favorite outdoor memory with your dad....(Posted by mcneil912 on 6/16/13 at 2:36 pm to TJG210)
I was about 12 and we were deer hunting together in a small tripod. I was sitting and he was standing. A huge 9 pt came out behind me in a place only he could shoot. He grabbed the rifle from me, missed the deer on the first shot, killed it on the second shot. Biggest deer killed on the ranch at the time
re: Favorite outdoor memory with your dad....(Posted by MrCoachKlein on 6/16/13 at 2:56 pm to TJG210)
Limiting on woodcock with him and my little brother, in the snow, the morning after LSU beat Illinois in the Sugar Bowl.
When I was 7 I crawled about 500 yards to shoot my first duck that was sitting on a lake (scaup, during dove season), I cried like a baby when the shorthairs wouldn't get in the water to pick it up. He stayed out there with me until it was dark waiting for it to float to the bank.
thejudge LSU Fan Westlake, LA Member since Sep 2009 4800 posts
re: Favorite outdoor memory with your dad....(Posted by thejudge on 6/16/13 at 4:51 pm to TJG210)
Everyone of them . Its sad growing up we had at least 5 camps to go to between big lake and Toledo bend and feriday. Now we have none. To think my kids aren't doing now what I did at their age is unreal. Never thought that epld be the case. I cherish everything my father ever taught me about being a man.
Chris Farley Maryland Fan Regulating Member since Sep 2009 3864 posts Online
re: Favorite outdoor memory with your dad....(Posted by Chris Farley on 6/16/13 at 5:26 pm to TJG210)
When I was about 8 years old we took our 15ft aluminum bass boat out on the Amite to putt around one afternoon. Once we were about 2 miles from the launch my old man realized we somehow lost the plug and our rig was filling up fast. He hauled arse back to the launch and it took everything his POS Jeep Cherokee had to get that thing out of the water.
Also ran aground near cooodrie about 100 different times. Old man had us out of the boat pushing it, in January. Dad
Also saw my old man do some intense downhill mountain biking in Colorado when he was 50. Ate shite and cracked his helmet in half and busted his elbow up pretty good. Played if off like a boss.
My first time hunting ever with my father. I was 7-8 years old. We woke up super early, no wind what so ever. He told me before we got out of the truck "you step in my footprints and we'll kill both our limits in 30 minutes"
we walked out the woods an hour later with 16 squirrels. I was hooked.
He was wearing a red flannel shirt, wranglers and work boots.