InfernoMDM
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I have left names out to protect someone who was just having a moment of stupidity. Lets hope he doesnt have another and post a reply defending some action. Because I know he is right now as he is reading this thinking about doing it, even though he could avert any wrong doing by keeping his mouth shut. Unlike other times when he has posted and probably should have kept silent or not commented. I know you you want to speak dont you However is it wise? remember a fool that stays silent is merely a fool, a fool who opens his mouth proves he is a fool.
In all honesty this was a bonehead mistake Im sure several people have done. I also am fairly sure he learned his lesson and I dont think any less of him. I also commend him for his vigilence in that ball shrinking cold water.
Alright so two friends of mine and I kayak.... ALOT. My first outing with them resulted in the loss of one canoe, and a very wet Ruger P-89. I had tethered it to by Para cord and a sturdy belt. I also had some nice knots I should show off for those of you to poor to purchase a weapons retention cable. Anyways this Para cord cable worked for a good while, but I got tired of having all this cord weaved up and on the first pull I had a big loop I had to re-tie. After checking on several sites I found a all strap and plastic coated weapons retention cable. I purchased two of them and have been using them for the last few outings. Even though I only flipped in a canoe and haven’t once flipped in a Kayak I have made sure my firearm hasn’t left my side.
My good friend carries guns everywhere. He is a true gun nut. Hell he got his 1911 and first thing he does is bring it with him kayaking. I told him to throw it in my dry bag since it floats and it had my wallet, military ID and his truck keys. I think either one of us would rather die then loose are ID's and have to talk to our First Shirts. Of course nothing happened on that trip.
The very last trip though...... well things went totally wrong. My friend usually carries a six shot 357mag (I forget the make and model) on his side in one of those cordura type holsters with a button strap holding it in. We had just passed a father and son hunting Canadian geese. Incidentally they missed 3 separate and fairly large groups of geese at tree top level. Well he decided to do a little showing off and was going to limbo under a branch that had arched out of the water. I even had thoughts of following him.... if he made it. He expertly leaned back and I thought, "Ohhh he’s gonna make it." All of a sudden he looses his balance leans sideways and there goes the kayak rolling like a dead fish belly up. Did I mention we don’t have skirts (things that seal you in the kayak). Well over he went and I watched the glint of sunlight come off his nice stainless steel 357. No more then 3 seconds pass as he bobs to the surface with his life vest screaming his gun is gone. Apparently that was the first thing he grabbed for.
Once on shore we assessed where he fell and his first idea was to jump right in and look for it. It was moderately warm out but the water was bone chilling. I told them I would stay in my kayak and offer his life vest to him if he needed it. The whole time I’m thinking the bottoms going to be twelve feet deep and sandy. Luckily the first dive proved my greatest fears wrong. My friend took three more dives and only came up with one shiney fist sized rock that he promptly threw in anger. I offered to take a few dives as I was the only other person with a wet suit.
My journey down was a little different then his. Instead of jumping off the tree down current I tried going upstream. This allowed me to get about one foot from a very shiney object wedged between a boulder on the bottom that slid down into another large boulder. That latter I bounced off of and I shot to the surface for a deep breath of air. Upon reaching the surface I realized I felt like I downed a gallon of Ben and Jerry's on a hot summer day. Undaunted I got out and with a good bit of bickering and pointing out his need for a cable I went for dive number two. Again I passed the shiney object and figured it must not be the gun as it wasn’t very shiney. Yet again I breached the surface with a terrible headache. I paddle out and told my friends I would see if the hunters could proved assistance (IE a magnet). Don’t laugh stranger things have been procured by strangers from me. The sun was nearly behind the trees and any hopes of rescue were slipping away. Hence the urge to find a magnet because I was nearly sure we were going to be there for a lot longer.
I walked over to the hunters and told them our story of sadness (minus how my friend was being a idiot). Just as I finished I heard a WOOOO HOOO like a cowboy riding a bucking bronco. With a large thundering echo he confirmed his find with a shot from his baby. Apparently the shiney rock we had passed several times and couldn’t quite reach was the aforementioned firearm.
Moral of the story? TIE YOUR ???? TO YOURSELF. If your scared it may get hung up bring a knife or have a break free portion like mine.
In all honesty this was a bonehead mistake Im sure several people have done. I also am fairly sure he learned his lesson and I dont think any less of him. I also commend him for his vigilence in that ball shrinking cold water.
Alright so two friends of mine and I kayak.... ALOT. My first outing with them resulted in the loss of one canoe, and a very wet Ruger P-89. I had tethered it to by Para cord and a sturdy belt. I also had some nice knots I should show off for those of you to poor to purchase a weapons retention cable. Anyways this Para cord cable worked for a good while, but I got tired of having all this cord weaved up and on the first pull I had a big loop I had to re-tie. After checking on several sites I found a all strap and plastic coated weapons retention cable. I purchased two of them and have been using them for the last few outings. Even though I only flipped in a canoe and haven’t once flipped in a Kayak I have made sure my firearm hasn’t left my side.
My good friend carries guns everywhere. He is a true gun nut. Hell he got his 1911 and first thing he does is bring it with him kayaking. I told him to throw it in my dry bag since it floats and it had my wallet, military ID and his truck keys. I think either one of us would rather die then loose are ID's and have to talk to our First Shirts. Of course nothing happened on that trip.
The very last trip though...... well things went totally wrong. My friend usually carries a six shot 357mag (I forget the make and model) on his side in one of those cordura type holsters with a button strap holding it in. We had just passed a father and son hunting Canadian geese. Incidentally they missed 3 separate and fairly large groups of geese at tree top level. Well he decided to do a little showing off and was going to limbo under a branch that had arched out of the water. I even had thoughts of following him.... if he made it. He expertly leaned back and I thought, "Ohhh he’s gonna make it." All of a sudden he looses his balance leans sideways and there goes the kayak rolling like a dead fish belly up. Did I mention we don’t have skirts (things that seal you in the kayak). Well over he went and I watched the glint of sunlight come off his nice stainless steel 357. No more then 3 seconds pass as he bobs to the surface with his life vest screaming his gun is gone. Apparently that was the first thing he grabbed for.
Once on shore we assessed where he fell and his first idea was to jump right in and look for it. It was moderately warm out but the water was bone chilling. I told them I would stay in my kayak and offer his life vest to him if he needed it. The whole time I’m thinking the bottoms going to be twelve feet deep and sandy. Luckily the first dive proved my greatest fears wrong. My friend took three more dives and only came up with one shiney fist sized rock that he promptly threw in anger. I offered to take a few dives as I was the only other person with a wet suit.
My journey down was a little different then his. Instead of jumping off the tree down current I tried going upstream. This allowed me to get about one foot from a very shiney object wedged between a boulder on the bottom that slid down into another large boulder. That latter I bounced off of and I shot to the surface for a deep breath of air. Upon reaching the surface I realized I felt like I downed a gallon of Ben and Jerry's on a hot summer day. Undaunted I got out and with a good bit of bickering and pointing out his need for a cable I went for dive number two. Again I passed the shiney object and figured it must not be the gun as it wasn’t very shiney. Yet again I breached the surface with a terrible headache. I paddle out and told my friends I would see if the hunters could proved assistance (IE a magnet). Don’t laugh stranger things have been procured by strangers from me. The sun was nearly behind the trees and any hopes of rescue were slipping away. Hence the urge to find a magnet because I was nearly sure we were going to be there for a lot longer.
I walked over to the hunters and told them our story of sadness (minus how my friend was being a idiot). Just as I finished I heard a WOOOO HOOO like a cowboy riding a bucking bronco. With a large thundering echo he confirmed his find with a shot from his baby. Apparently the shiney rock we had passed several times and couldn’t quite reach was the aforementioned firearm.
Moral of the story? TIE YOUR ???? TO YOURSELF. If your scared it may get hung up bring a knife or have a break free portion like mine.
Glad everything came out okay. I've alway tied my shotgun to a canoe when hunting from them. (Never again!) My uncle tipped over stepping out onto what he thought was land; it was floating bog. He dove for his A-5 several times before he got it.
I would like to dive sme of the man-made lakes on the Iron Range made from open pit mines. They stock them with trout, you catch them with slip bobbers like fishing for crappies, only way, way down.