re: Your favorite grandpa/daddy hunting story

Not hunting but fishing

Me and my best buddy loved to fish ponds at 07/10 yr olds, my grandparents had a small 100 acre farm with a nice one on it which had some big bass and numbers.

My grandmother could see us out of her kitchen window and she keep an eye on us.

Problem was, there was another pond over the hill and about a mile away down in the woods that we couldn't resist

So one day we slip off and about an hour later hear the truck coming, it's my papaw and he's pissed. He hollers get in the #@#^'ing Truck don't ya'll know there's polar bears over here.

This was in North Louisiana but we never snuck back over there and still laugh till this day :)

The Old Polar Bear Pond