In terms equally colorful, brash and at times scatological, he condemns the state of American manhood. Patent leather loafers, Nehru jackets, iPods and Blackberries can only get you so far. Trapped in a hospital bed at a series of Denver hospitals in and facing a future of chemotherapy, hour IV drips and administrations of antitoxins that would bring his liver and kidneys to the brink of shutdown, Barta told his wife he would rather go home and take his chances.
I knew the only shot was to get him out of the hospital. So she took her husband to their ranch to care for him herself.
She reminded him daily his life had changed, but it was far from over. He often made off the cuff comments just to elicit a response. Tred knew a lot of people were hanging on to hear what he would say next. Brash, bold and full of himself, I hate to say it but he earned it. A successful trip into the salt out of Islamorada, Florida was often measured in the number of snapper limits we could manage.
Tred had his own lowered, wheelchair-accessible cleaning table at the World Wide Sportsman marina. After a day out on the water, Tred gave Captain Skipper Gentry and I the instructions to double-check the number of Mangrove Snappers we had on the table. Gentry and I promptly lied and told him we were over our four-person limit by one fish. He casually looked left then right like a schoolboy preparing to run across a busy street, snatched one of the snappers off the cleaning table and before Skipper and I could say anything else he chucked it to the half tame tarpon that lurk beneath the cleaning areas for free grub.
He was able to secure his wheelchair to the deck and maneuver the boat strategically, naturally, like second nature. He truly excelled in saltwater fishing despite his paralyzed status or being confined to a wheelchair. When I was on the saltwater with him you could feel the confidence he exuded. He possessed a deeper understanding of the immense watery world around us far beyond what my comprehension could ever imagine. I, like others, owe him a lot. He set me up for my first Tarpon over lbs and guided me to my first three sharks on the fly in Islamorada.
Coached me when fighting big fish on lightweight bamboo by lifting the whole rod while protecting the fragile wooden tip. His time spent with my family, especially his influence over my daughters has been touching. Their attention when it comes to individuals with disabilities is greater than most adults will ever possess because of their exposure to Tred.
An outspoken advocate for all things outdoors, Tred cultivated a lifelong obsession with hunting and fishing. Even in the darkest shadows of disability he still persevered, providing a roll model that everyone can use for motivation. Tred died in a car accident in the Yukon territory, after an automotive accident in Canada on August 11, He was 67 years old. In , Barta experienced spinal stroke and cancer which left him paralyzed from the armpits down. Tred had married his wife Annie in , Annie is a former University of Colorado ski racer, skydiver, and designer of cutting-edge ski clothing.
They first met when they both skis raced at CU. Tred was initially married to an anonymous woman, whose identity is yet to be revealed.
He experienced bitterness with his first wife as she left him for another man. He married his high school sweetheart Anni Mitchell on 8 October , reconnecting after 14 years. In Alaska, Tred enjoyed much of the time he spent outdoors and making friends.
In early August, Tred told his son Hunter that he loved him very much and that he missed his family. Tred had decided that he was ready to come back home from his adventure.
On his third day driving back homeward, Tred lost control of his truck and camper, crashed, and died on impact.
Pepper is now in a loving home and has adjusted very well to her new life. While we are still in shock and disbelief after his passing, we believe that Tred is now in Heaven with Jesus Christ, his savior, which gives us much comfort. Brown, who has been very helpful and kind. The address is: Mill Creek Rd.
Newport, NC
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