funny story about using boots
i was up in canada wolf hunting a few years ago, way below zero F
bolt got locked up from getting out of the truck and onto the snowmobile, blowing snow etc
of course i look like the Michelin man with all the layers i have on
as im trying to kick the bolt open at the end of the day near the truck, the damn boots are so fat that i miss a few times or slide off
then i get pissed and really try to get after it, i skim the bolt handle which then gets caught in my laces
i fall to the ground like giraffe, drop the rifle and wind up stumbling off the edge into a 4-5 food deep gully with waist high snow
just a total cluster, was laughing but still a mess
i was up in canada wolf hunting a few years ago, way below zero F
bolt got locked up from getting out of the truck and onto the snowmobile, blowing snow etc
of course i look like the Michelin man with all the layers i have on
as im trying to kick the bolt open at the end of the day near the truck, the damn boots are so fat that i miss a few times or slide off
then i get pissed and really try to get after it, i skim the bolt handle which then gets caught in my laces
i fall to the ground like giraffe, drop the rifle and wind up stumbling off the edge into a 4-5 food deep gully with waist high snow
just a total cluster, was laughing but still a mess