well gettin stuck in the mud... mostly it was the tractor, the old masseyferg that we'd sink dang near to, or all the way to the axle... every year i went up there. take a few hours getting it out, got all nastied up with good sticky mud, that's what i miss.
fishing i miss too, real fishing, not this az worm drowning we have goin on out here in the desert, but catchin a fish!!! especially them mean peckers the NORTHERN PIKE, them's will take a finger off if'n ya let em i spose. and a bass, never... not once have i caught a bass here in az that i can remember, but you throw out a spoon in the weeds up in the land of 10000 lakes and wambamthankyoumaam, you will have somethin!!!
i miss my pops too, i regret that i never really got to do any of that stuff with him, we did different stuff however, i mean he is responsible for getting me into goin fast, he had a 78 camaro, that was decent to say the least. i was involved in my first donut in that car and there is not a better feelin while drivin than hangin tha butt of the car around in controlled chaos. i think that's why i love driftin my caprice around so much... too bad i dont own a tire company....he also got me hooked on 4wheelin, back in the 80's he was a jeep man he'd wheel that thing in mud, up rocks, anywhere. as cool as they are i didnt git the gottahaveit jeep jeen... that went to my youngest sis. but i got the fullsize CHEVY truck gene from him most def.
all that said, i need to get out more, and do what i miss again... even if it is just drowning worms, at least i'd git outta the house, even if everytime i go out i get a flat, or stuck i need to wheel more often, and hopefully i wont get a ticket, so i can keep spinnin them tires and lightin them fires!!!