Louis Richards
LSB Member
Not yet, probably another week by the time I get everything packed up in the truck. I have a tendency to bring everything but the kitchen sink when I take off on these backcountry trips. Never know when the truck may roll over and I'm stuck in a ravine for three weeks. I plan on going as far back as to not run into anybody for a few days.
That's quite the ensemble to walk around with! Think I would have to quit smoking before I could carry that much around. Plus I have all this other crap to go with it..
My bulletproof vests with rifle plates, more mags then I really should carry, 9mm, with more mags than I really should carry, water, food, knife, machete, basically all those other things which means I need to lose weight and work out!
I can carry the load for about as long as it takes to put it all on, look in the mirror and wink at myself. After that, I get depressed and realize just how out of shape and outmatched I would be if anything really happened. And then it all goes back into that "room", The one my wife just shakes her head at as she walks by, knowing that at age 54, I am still playing G.I. Joe. I emphasize the word play, because in reality that's all I really do with it.
It's where I have probably $50,000 worth of every single gadget, gun, scopes, food, supplies, and all other imaginary items that you could imagine. Without a doubt, I am fully stocked and prepared for any situation that I would encounter.
Now, if I only knew how to use half of this crap and also, would be nice having the ability to actually use half of all this crap, I could be something something
That's quite the ensemble to walk around with! Think I would have to quit smoking before I could carry that much around. Plus I have all this other crap to go with it..
My bulletproof vests with rifle plates, more mags then I really should carry, 9mm, with more mags than I really should carry, water, food, knife, machete, basically all those other things which means I need to lose weight and work out!
I can carry the load for about as long as it takes to put it all on, look in the mirror and wink at myself. After that, I get depressed and realize just how out of shape and outmatched I would be if anything really happened. And then it all goes back into that "room", The one my wife just shakes her head at as she walks by, knowing that at age 54, I am still playing G.I. Joe. I emphasize the word play, because in reality that's all I really do with it.
It's where I have probably $50,000 worth of every single gadget, gun, scopes, food, supplies, and all other imaginary items that you could imagine. Without a doubt, I am fully stocked and prepared for any situation that I would encounter.
Now, if I only knew how to use half of this crap and also, would be nice having the ability to actually use half of all this crap, I could be something something