The Issue with the Window

Being with a Caveman, I have learned many things. 

1. Weather is never an issue 

2. Always be prepared (layer and never leave home without a granola bar)

3. Patience

4. Car windows are impossible to see thru, they must be rolled down when looking for deer, elk or anything that might crawl

It is this last point that brings me to my subject... the clear glass, car door WINDOW. 

First of all when ever you are riding in a car with Chris, you are always looking for deer. Correction, Chris is looking for deer, I'm pretending to look while making sure we don't get killed. And yes, Chris is the guy on I5 that you can't figure out why he is honking (note: This is because he wants the deer to look up to see if any of them have a rack). Also, if deer/elk are clearly in site, or might possibly be in sight, the window must be rolled down. Also note, the window being rolled up and then back down, and then me asking him to role it back up is a constant issue because at some point my nose begins to freeze. 

Now, your probalby asking why he must have the window rolled down, instead of the obvious... looking thru it? I'm not sure. His truck has great windows with a nice side view of wherever he may be  driving but for some reason this window is an obstruction of his view. No not from glare, just the glass itself. I have learned to make use of the other 3 things I've learned from him to cope with this one habit but the last weekend of hunting season I just couldn't help but laugh at it all. 

We sat there in his old 1970's truck, both bundled up to go christmas tree hunting. We headed out at 5 AM for a pre-hunt, hoping to score me a buck before we met up with everyone to find trees. It was freezing cold though so we had the old heater blasting but what do you know, when we get to deer territory the window goes down. "Chris you have a perfectly good window, why don't you just look through it." Like I've said probably a 1,000 times, "Because I can't." hm... 5 min later, can you role it up half way?" He roles it up half way. 20 minutes pass, "Can you put your window up for a couple minutes... please?" He roles it up. Not a minute later, "I think I see buck!" Window goes down, throws it in reverse, "nope its a rock." He continues on... "Chris can you role the window up a bit?" 

And so our hunting adventure went on.... like normal. Finally I got to a point where I was dying laughing at the whole thing. In order to keep me warm and him sane, he stretched his torso so that he could peer out of the top 1/3 of the window he had rolled down. Enjoy the pic!