The sudden weightlessness of the rear of the wheeler was a total surprise, as if the ground had just simply fell away out from under it. It was at that point that the cold reality of what was happening hit me with all the weight of a locomotive. I screamed out in desperation for my son to jump clear but it was hopeless. The water rushed up to meet us and then he was gone, vanished like a match dropped into a pool at night.
Well after being overseas for the last 8 months there was a lot of build up to my oldest and I finally spending some time together out in the woods. He hasn’t been out moose hunting and I decided last Friday that we would try and make a quick run that evening. Well after starting to load things up I realized that I didn’t have a really decent way to haul a rifle on the wheeler while riding double so I decided to make a quick run to Sportsmans to pick up a gun boot. Not surprisingly that took longer than expected and we ended up postponing it till the next day provided he helped me do some cleaning on the garage.
This morning I was awaken by my son who was very intent on getting to work on the garage first thing. Well I was less enthusiastic about it but finally gave in and we got down to work. Several hours later the garage was at least starting to resemble a garage again and more importantly we had found my tool set which was the catalyst for the whole cleaning requirement since I needed it to install the new gun boot! So we called the garage clean enough and I went to work and w/ his assistance we soon had the scabbard installed and my A-bolt riding nice and protected in its new case.
I called one of my cousins to see if he was ready to go. Well to my disappointment his wife wasn’t too thrilled about him hanging out w/ me since I had just recently recovered from the swine flu so it was starting to look like a solo run… Well I thought about it and then mentioned to my wife that we have two wheelers and would it be cool if I invited my other cousin and let him use hers. She agreed and my other cousin jumped at the chance swine flu or not! I quickly loaded up a spare sweatshirt for the boy and a thicker jacket for me into my oversized dry bag I use to keep gear in on the wheeler then took off over to pick up my cousin so we could get rolling.
A short time later we were all ready and had all kissed our assorted wives or mothers goodbye and we were off for an evening of chasing moose!! We hit the trail head and found it more crowded than normal but we were still optimistic. At the very least we would have some fun just being out! There was another group of 4 heading out the same time as us and to our amazement the ran across a cow within the first 100’ of the trail and we were able to watch as they were filled their tag. Pretty cool deal for them, and my boy was able to get to see a moose taken w/ in the first 10 minutes of his first ever moose hunt.
We motored on back leaving the 4 hunters to their work and after that the ride in was pretty uneventful. My son was doing very well riding on the back of my wheeler and I was really glad to see that the speed-rack mounted backrest gave him some added support and kept him comfortably seated the entire time. The full face helmet he was wearing became had a regular habit of bouncing off my back as we would roll over the roots and hummocks in the trail. I couldn’t help but rib him about building up some neck muscles to control that giant helmet head!