re: Best outdoor memory with dad or grandfathers

another one with my dad.

20 years ago wife and I, brother and his wife and mom and dad met in Gatlinburg. My brother, dad and I decided before we would go fishing. It was in the winter so we needed waders.

My brother and I had them but my dad did not but he was too freaking tight to go buy any. He told me to bring my extra pair and he'd just wear them.

Here's the rub, I towered over my dad. He was 5'7" and I'm 6'4". He wore a size 7.5 shoe and I wear a size 13.
I begged him to just go spend $75 and buy a pair of waders but he refused. I told him he'd fall. No dice.

Well, the morning we go, it's cold. Right around freezing.

He gets my waders and wraps some duct tape around the boots of them and heads down to the river. I think he might have gotten two steps and he slips and falls. He goes down and I mean all the way over his head. It takes me a minute to get to him and I got him up. He shook off poured the water out of the waders and decides to try again.

This time I think he made it about 4 steps and down he goes again.

I'm right there at this point and grab him. He was pissed because i was about to fall in from laughing as was my brother.

He was done. He was about frozen at that point and obviously soaking wet. I think my brother and I were only able to fish for maybe 30 minutes before he was so cold that we had to leave.