Ugh, make me relive it. Actually, I remained calm through the whole ordeal, which is fortunate, and was not shaken too much by it. However it was all the scenarios that we went through afterward that gave me pause.
We were looking to set up in a channel with good current and wood to fish for flatheads. We went around the giant log jam on our left without incident, but looking down stream we ironically thought it would be too dangerous to go any further. So on our way back around the log jam we were barely crawling. I was standing on the front deck watching for logs and guiding Dave.
We hit a stump pretty much square on the bow of the boat. It stopped us in our tracks and unfortunately for me, since I was on the left side of the boat, it shifted right. I had 2 choices at that point. Try and stay in the boat, which probably was impossible and would likely bang me up, or jump in.
I jumped in and the next thing I remember I was waiting to hit bottom. I never did, so my next challenge was to scramble to the surface. Once there, I reached around hoping to find a log, which I did. It was the one we hit and the boat was upstream on the other side of it.
At that point I was relieved knowing I was safe. Dave was still stunned and reached for the boat seat. I was going to tell him to not bother, but figured to avoid further confusion I would let him go ahead and toss it.
We were on the inside turn, so the current was minimal and, aside from the deadhead we hit, there was no debris.
I climbed up and crouched down onto the log which was pretty stable. Then I had him let the back of the boat swing over to me. I through the seat into the boat and pushed the boat upstream of the deadhead and jumped in.
We anchored, took a moment, said a prayer and put on our life jackets.
Good thing I brought a pair of pants and a sweatshirt.
Had this happened on the opposite side of the river in front of that log jam, even though it is hard to say, I would be gone. That current would have sucked me under that the second I hit the water. Not only that but I would have left my nephew behind on a pool he is not familiar with to figure out what to do.
Hurts my pride a little to relive this, but if it makes some here think twice about not wearing a vest, then I am more than happy to be the putz who serves as an example.
First the ATV this fall and now this. I am beginning to think it is my nephew.
Anyone know where I can buy a pair of blue flying fisherman polarized glasses?