If yall don't mind, we will take a short break from the hunting stories and tell a camp story...
It was on Friday evening, i believe, this took place. Its hard to sort out the days, may be due to a lack of sleep. There were 5 or 6 of us standing in the kitchen of the main house. We were talking about what we had seen that day, where we were going the next day, and all of the common camp jabber you hear.
All of the sudden i see a chair leg come spinning into the room like a top. Now, mind you, loose chair legs are always a bad thing. I looked over to see where it had came from, when I see one of the most graceful decents in history. Terry was sitting at a table in the dining room just feet away from us. When the chair he was sitting in decided to go from together to apart. When the chair shucked its leg Terry was facing south. In one graceful and slow motion swoop his feet ended up north bound. He had near done a compleat 180 on the way to the floor. When all was said and done, Terry was laying on his back, with his head proped up by his elbow. It looked like he had just decided to lay down and relax... The chair was still bouncing in the floor when T was at a total state of rest.
I went over to him to offer a hand in getting up, he just smiled. Meanwhile in the kitchen all heck broke loose. There were guys leaning on the counter laughing, guys crying from laughing, a very concerned Peanut (still laughing) and Brian (BDann). Brian was actually on the floor laughing, yup, it was quite a sight to say the least.
Maybe next year at Solana, we can get some safety harness hooks mounted on the ceiling...could come in handy!!