[fisherman66]

My father lost my grandfather's best lariat to an antelope back in the 50's. He dropped the loop over the antelope's neck from the comfort of a tree. Dad failed to secure the bitter end to a branch, so when the antelope realized he had been had dad held on tight while the antelope preceded to yank dad's sorry rear end from that fork in the tree. When dad hit the ground he let go of the rope. Of course the lariat was never found. It took dad a weekend or two to earn the funds to replace granddad's best lariat. The story was better when my grandfather was alive to tell it.