Back in the winter of 1984, Kenny had a deer lease on several thousand acres of south Texas land between Laredo and Freer. He was so gracious to ask me down a few times. (or anytime I wanted to come). Given when that was, Kenny was almost 35 years old and I’m two and a half years younger.
On one trip, when several people were also there for a weekend, but all still out hunting one morning, he and I both arrived back at camp, a nice house actually, on our Suzuki 4-wheelers. They were a matched set of machines.
The timing was such that coming from opposite directions we reached the big open gravel parking lot in front of the house at the same time. Skillfully we head for each other but turned slightly and missed a head-on collision. The game was on. We each turned and started running in a big circle, in opposite directions. Each revolution would bring us closer and closer to colliding. Once we had done that a few times the dust got so think and that we finally made contact. That caused each 4 wheeler to eject it’s rider and tip over on it’s side. Luckily we each had on heavy clothes and even gloves or we would have lost a lot of skin.
I remember us hurriedly getting each 4-wheeler uprighted to cut down on the ridicule from the rest of the guys when they got back to camp.
The most miraculous part of that whole story. We had gun racks on the handle bars and we each had 300 Mag Weatherby Rifles with the nicest Ziess scopes. We had given each other those guns for Christmas.
Me being left handed and Kenny a righty, the guns were in the rack in opposite directions. When we turned them each back up, neither gun had even a scratch on it. If they had each been racked the other direction they both mostly liked would have been completely ruined.
Now as for the scratches on both of use, that was a different story. Even in our thirties, we were getting too old for that foolishness.
I went in the hospital in early February of 1985 for my first neck surgery. The collision hadn’t caused it, because I was already schedule for surgery prior to the hunting trip. But I’m sure it didn’t help it.