[flatcreek]

Great stories guys. Dale real glad you made it otherwise I never would of had the pleasure of meeting and fishing with you. Eddie out for fifteen minute, yea that explains allot.
Now for my near death story. I grew up I High Bridge playing by the south branch , the arches (we use to jump off the top of that), white bridge just downstream of the arches. One winter when I was about 10 ( that makes it the late 50s) we were chopping big blocks of ice from the edge of the river and letting them float. We chopped one really big one and two off use jumped on it. This was between the arches and the white bridge. After we came under the white bridge the river formed a v as it became frozen completely across. As we approached this it was time to get off the ride. My buddy was closer to the edge and he jumped to the ice along the edge of the stream. When he left his end of our little ice burg, his end rose and my end went down dumping me in the center of the stream and setting me to float under the frozen part of the river. Just before I went under the ice with just my head and neck out of the water an older boy maybe 13 or 14 grabbed my collar from behind and pulled me from the water onto the ice. His name was Otto and I will always be in his dept. My corduroy pants froze stiff as a board on the 1/2 mile walk home.