George,
Good story from around 1987 or so and the old Baker stands.... Went to a military base hunt, which are notorius for, " city hunters ", as we call em down here. Got in 30 minutes before light when we saw the flashlights coming right at daylight as the city hunters were looking for a tree to climb. Watched and listend to a city hunter making enough noise for a small army assaulting a beach head get to the top of his pine tree. Did not get to see the tree later, but bet it had all it's bark peeled off cleaner than if it had been thru the sawmill !
He finally got to the top and all was quiet for about a minute when from across the growed up field I heard a loud crack, then the old familiar, "ratcheting", sound as the city hunter made his way back to the ground. I know it was not funny, but I had to laugh for just a minute imagining his ride down the pine tree. Seems like it took him 5 minutes to ratchet his way down the tree. I knew he was okay as I heard him cursing and walking back out.
I stayed in my tree all day and when I returned to the truck that night my father-in-law was talking to another hunter as I loaded my gear in the truck. I then proceeded to walk around to the back of the truck and ask my father-in-law, " Who was that half baked idiot that fell out of his tree this morning ? " The gent my father-in-law had been talking too turned and said, " It was me !!! " My father-in-law and I held on to each other to keep from falling down laughing as this poor guy had no hide left on the tip of his nose and hands. I can only laugh as it almost happened to me several times before I ditched the Baker Death Trap myself. The ride down a tree in a Baker was more exciting than any amusement park ride ever invented.
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