Boating/Fishing mishap stories

[fishaholic82]

I learned to wear me kill switch lanyard the hard way. Me and a buddy were between Stevensville and Amelia in my old 17' flat and we hit a log on the front left side of the boat. It spun around like a top throwing me one way out of the boat and my buddy the other direction. Well the boat continued to do circles around us 4 or 5 times till it finally ran close enough to the bank for the mud to stop it and the engine killed. I have never been so scared in my life. Just thinking about having to dive down to get away from the boat circling around us brings chills to my spine. I dont crank my engine without the lanyard attached to me now.

[Ray]

Originally Posted by fishaholic82

I learned to wear me kill switch lanyard the hard way. Me and a buddy were between Stevensville and Amelia in my old 17' flat and we hit a log on the front left side of the boat. It spun around like a top throwing me one way out of the boat and my buddy the other direction. Well the boat continued to do circles around us 4 or 5 times till it finally ran close enough to the bank for the mud to stop it and the engine killed. I have never been so scared in my life. Just thinking about having to dive down to get away from the boat circling around us brings chills to my spine. I dont crank my engine without the lanyard attached to me now.

Duck hunting, very hung over one morning. Every time ducks would get close, they flared off. Looked back and my 2 buddies were waving them off. They were hung over too and didn't want to shoot. I said F'it. I started the boat and they jumped in with me. I was pissed cause if they would have told me something, I would have stayed in bed.
Hauling azz down a ditch, not a canal, I took a left turn too fast. Boat skipped across the ditch and stern hit the levee. I flew out, boat took off straight then veered left and ran up on the bank, on the other side of the ditch. Motor was still wide open, jumping up and down in the water and mud flying. When friends looked back, only living thing back there by the motor was my dog Ava.
Bad bad day.

Another bad hang over day, one of the boats at our camp wouldn't start. I took 2 guys to a blind in a pond I wasn't that familiar with. On the way out, I hit some posts from an old blind that was under water. Tore my motor off the back of the boat. Picked it up from the pond, put it in the bottom of the boat and started hollering at the blind to the North of us.
They came and towed me in to the boat shed and me and friend took another boat to my blind. 1/2 way there, prop bushing spun. Could only putt putt at idle speed. Turned around and went back to boat shed.
Picked up old motor that went under water and pulled prop off of friends motor. Headed to Lake Charles to get both fixed so I could go hunting next day.
Them was the days.