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Let's go ahead and tell on ourself's, and tell some of our funnest fishing tails.

Remember back when the movie "JAWS" came out. Well this is when this happened shortly after I saw the movie.
I was fishing below Chick dam, by myself, at night. The river was almost and flood stage and moveing very quick. I had broke off a line and sat down in the boat to rig up again. The boat was drifting with the current, it had turned with the current. I was sitting facing towards to dam. The current was almost at flood stage, and the water had the channel makers pushed to the down river side. All of a sudden I felt something hit the bottom of the boat. Before I could have even had time to think about what it was, the channel maker popped straight up out of the water, right in front of my face where I was sitting. The boat had drifted up against the marker and went under the boat. I didn't realize that I was even close to the marker.
To say the least my night of fishing was over.
 
Back several years ago, I used to fish a small farm pond close to Lyerly, Ga. It was on the property of W.A. Hutchins. At any rate, this was about the time where I would only fish spinnerbaits. I loved the things. At the same time, I was just getting good with a baitcaster (or so I thought). A friend of the family who also fished the farm pond came by to do a little fishing. Now, where the dam of the pond is located has a few shrubs and trees that paint the edge of the shore. One of them happened to be an older tree, that had suffered from many years of neglect and turmoil. It also happened to hold several nice bass on most days. I was throwing the spinnerbait up beside the tree and running it past there. At any rate, one wayward cast later and the spinnerbait was wrapped around many limbs, and wasn't coming free.

Charlie decided that he was the lighest of us all, and he would climb out on the limb and free the spinnerbait. Needless to say, two steps out onto the limb, it broke and both he and the limb landed in the water. I got the spinnerbait back, but he came out soaking wet with a broken ego. LOL Loved Charlie to death for that one. He went home, showered and got warm, as it was 50* outside that day.
 
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...hope you had a change of shorts! I remember when Jaws came out...I was afraid to sit on the toilet for weeks!
 
Well it is not fishing, but it is hunting and I now can laugh about it but at the time I was so mad I thought I would never hunt again.

I was going bow hunting when I was younger and had an area that the bucks were working with scraps and rubs. I got there on time and it had been raining. Right where I normally park there was a large puddle. As I got out of my Ford Pinto (yes...I had one of those, I said it was a while back) I locked the doors and slipped the keys into my pocket of my coverall. As I made the first step something sailed off my boot into the water.emoScratch Holy grap, it was my keys!! I had put them in the split to get into the inside instead of the pocket.emoBang It was very cold but I had no choice but to take off my boots and socks to wade in the water in the mud to feel for my keys.emoAngry After a good 20 minutes I finally found my keys with my toes and got my feet back to the right color.(almost)
O.K., now I am going to be 20 minutes late to the stand and the sun was starting to rise.emoDoh Sure nuff, right when I got to the stand some deer take off right by the stand and all I see is flags. Get on the stand and finally get settled in, about an hour passes and here comes a nice little buck. At the time I had only killed two with a bow so I was excited. Draw back to a full draw and let one fly. There was this vine hanging down in prefect position to intercept my arrow and off it went into the woods to embed into a tree about 25 feet up. I guess it is still there today.
If things couldn't get worse I had Mexican food the night before and I was really feeling it's effects.emoEek I had to go and could not wait. Not wanting to leave an oder where I was hunting I quickly hiked a couple hundred yards from my stand and found a good log. I had on some thick coveralls like I had mentioned and was very careful to not allow them to get in the way of my duty. I was afraid they might fall into...well you know. Lowering my coveralls down to my ankles I kept close watch on the side and made sure this did not happen. Problem was I was so busy watching that side I did not see the other side. Yep....pissed right in my cover alls.emoEek emoBawl emoMad
That was all I could take. I left right then with my blue feet still cold as heck, my pee smelling coveralls in tow and it was right at freezing so I was already starting to get cold without them on. I swear I almost never went hunting again and just about gave it up.emoGoofy

emoBigsmile Jmax
 
emoUpsmile emoUpsmile emoUpsmile Now that was the best laugh I've had in a while, because it reminded me of the time I tried to wipe with my polypropelene longjohn cuz I didn't have any toilet paper! Now that was a mess!emoLaugh I also had an episode where I didn't lean out far enough hanging onto the tree. My longjohns suffered the same consequence as your coverallsemoLaugh Maybe I shouldn't have mentioned that.emoRedface emoBigsmile
 
<font color="#ff0033">Hey Jmax......  I found this book for you.....Deer hunting for Dummies....... I think it covers that somewhere in chapter 4....hahah...  good story....I am glad I have never done anything like that...FA
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Hey JMAX

A firend of mine had about the same thing happen...It very failed that he always had to go after we had on all of the clothes it takes to stay warm.

Well he was watching out for his coverall's, but forgot about his orange vest......The vest never made it out of the woods.
 
Fat Albert - 11/14/2007 4:34 PM

<font color="#ff0033">Hey Jmax......  I found this book for you.....Deer hunting for Dummies....... I think it covers that somewhere in chapter 4....hahah...  good story....I am glad I have never done anything like that...FA
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I figured you would chime in on me making a fool of myself. IU says it best in his, YOU LEARN FROM YOUR MISTAKES! I have never used the bathroom in my cover alls since. I always take them off completely now no matter how cold it is.;) Jmax
 
Bassman,
I wasent around for that the first time.... thats priceless...emoUpsmile emoUpsmile ...
Puddle... emoUSA emoUSA

PS. Buy the way been there done that... not to long ago.... pritty bad after 7 yrs in the coast guard, around LOTS of boats...emoGoofy emoGoofy
 
You fellahs need to get yourselves some of those astronaught diapers, especially for the 600 mile trips.
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Lets see...Mine would be a few years ago when I got that new Tracker that wouldnt run! </p>

My son wanted SOOO Bad to run the trolling motor and I decided to let him have a go. While I was tieing on a crankbait, he tought it would be a good idea to go through the speeds. Well...5 (the max BTW) was where he started. Did take him long to hit the foot control, the boat went HARD left and he went Hard Right...straight into the water. He also had my Abu Cardinal Red, on of the older ones...he came up but the rod and reel didnt. Never could get it back but when we talk about it, the look of him flying right out and that look on his face,were funny enough for me. </p>
 
It was a warm October day probably 7 or 8 years ago, water temp in the low 60's and outside was in the 60's as well. Me and my fishin buddy were fishing the wall at Sequoyah. Anyone that has fished at the wall knows how rought it can get with all the boat traffic and the waves hitting you and then they ricochet off the wall and hit you again. We were right up against the wall throwing over into the pool on the other side catching some smallmouth. You would have to keep one hand on the wall about 80% of the time and hold your rod in the other hand to be able to keep the waves from pushing the boat into the wall. We were being very careful and watching for boats wakes when I looked back and saw a large cruiser on plane and I knew this wave would be a nice one. I was fishing in the back of the boat and braced myself for impact when the wave hit us. Everything was fine until the wave ricocheted off the wall and hit us from the other side. I heard a comotion up front and looked up to discover my partner was no longer in the boat.....he was dangling from the wall a couple feet above the water. The momentum of the wave had pushed the boat away from the wall and my partner lost his balance and instead of hitting the water he leaped for the wall. I ran to the front and got on the troller because the boat was drifting now 7 to 8 feet away from the wall and I knew he wouldn't be able to hang there like Spiderman much longer. The waves were really tough and I was afraid I would crush his legs between the boat and the wall if I got to close and he didn't raise his feet up into the boat. So he decided to make a lunge for the boat and did manage to catch on to the side but of course most of his body (from the stomach down) hit the water. I got him to the back of the boat and helped him back in and was scared to death he was gonna freeze. The first thing he said was "well I guess I'll never see that spinning rod again"!! I look up and perched perfectly on the wall was his spinning rod. I retreived it and turned to give it back to him and there he was sitting on the livewell, soaking wet, stripped down to his fruit of the looms ringing out his clothes. Thats when I lost it. And he had a good chuckle too. And if one of the guards at the Nuclear Plant doesn't have this one on film somewhere I would be surprised!! It could be worth some $$$$$$$!
 
i,ll tell one on brumpw since i am the one that caused. once upon a time in a cba tourney me and brum launched the boat since it was a later in the yr tourney the morning it was a balmy 30 deg.
I had a tackle shop at this time , so i was on the troller meandering thru the 100 plus boats and yaking with all the fisherpeople. brum is in the bottom of the boat,we had decided to don the raingear
since our first stop was to be a long way north. quite to my surprise(while i was talking) i had put the troller on high to dodge another boat and hit the button to go left,as i did brum went right big splash.
Well you can imagine my surprise when i looked brums gone and all i see is a waterlogged bullet cap floating harmlessly on top of the water. after a second of shock, brum comes flailing to the surface.
now you guys have to remember,that i am a pretty hefty dude but try as i might i could not get brum back in the boat. finally got him round to back and he crawled and i pulled and he came over the motor.Now he in the boat and i look down and found out why it was so hard for mee to pull him back in. it seems brum thought he would tie the botom of his rain pants up looked like the cartoon door opening when he unleashed em and 300 gal of water came puoring out.
After all the boats found out he was okay would'nt you know someone in the back (no motors were running) hollers out reall loud WHATS THE WATER TEMP BRUM!!!!!! course that got a good laugh
make a long story short our first stop was the camp at the mouth of the park so brum could warm up.

hope he don't get mad for me telling that on him but it is a great fishing memory
sorry brum
 
About 15 years ago we adopted a couple of kids. J, the boy, was the epitome of AD/HD - he couldn't sit still and was always on the go. One day while fishing from the bank on a small river on the property he got his line stuck on a tree limb at the waters edge. Before I could say anything down the bank he went and onto the slippery shoreline. Folks, if you have ever seen any of the older warner bros cartoons where the character is slipping and his feet are moving at the speed of light that is exactly what happened. He had started to slide and his feet were moving so fast he was churning up the water like a motorboat straining to be let go. I was laughing so hard I couldn't do anything but sit there. Ultimately he stopped and fell on his butt in about 12 inches of water, and I pulled him up onto dry land. He still loves for me to tell that story all these years later.
 
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