OK, I’ll start with a couple of my favorites.
1) I’m anchored up on a wingdam on Pool 2, not having much action. I look up river and a couple of hundred yards above me I see a guy swinging his landing net around. I think “Good for him, he got one”. A while later I look up there and he has the landing net out again. I thought this guy knows something I don’t. 15 minutes later I still haven’t had a touch and I see this guy has the net out again. “He must be in the right spot, wow.” And then I realized he was using his landing net as a Paddle! Something let go in his engine and he was dead in the water. A paddle….
2) Again on Pool 2, anchored up and doing some pitching. A guy and his wife launch their boat and make it into the channel before the engine dies. I could hear him turn it over, it would catch and run for a few seconds, and then die again. I looked over his way and held the palms of my hands up, he nodded his head and waved me over. I putted slowly up to his boat and when I was all of 5 feet away, his wife suddenly noticed me and said “Oh hey, could you help us out?”. The guy rolled his eyes so far back in his head I thought he was going to fall over the transom. She honestly thought I just happened to be there, 5 feet away from their boat in the middle of the river.
3) My favorite East Metro Bass lake, 3AM. I have a leash tied to the front of my old F7 Alumacraft and I give it a mighty shove off the trailer. And while I stand there with a slack rope in my hands I watch the boat slowly float out into the middle of the lake. Marvelous. I don’t swim, certainly not well enough to chase that boat across the lake. So I sat on a rock and waited for the next guy to show up. Suddenly two guys in a truck come FLYING around the corner, back down the ramp like maniacs, and frantically start launching their boat. I asked them what was going on and they told me they saw an empty boat just floating around out there, the poor guy must have fallen in the lake and is in trouble! I said “either that or the dumb *&R%$%$ shoved his boat off the trailer and didn’t have hold of it”. Sigh. They took me out my boat, all was well. And ever since then I give the rope the “yank test” before the boat leaves the trailer!
4) Many years ago, Cedar lake over by Star Prairie, WI. I was in my trusty old F7 Alumcraft powered by a might 5hp Sea King. Top speed was probably 7 miles an hour. There was a young guy in Mastercraft ski boat tearing up the lake, he roared past me and laughed. The three young bikinis on board thought it was funny too. Then BANG! he blew his engine. Smoke, fire, the whole nine yards. Middle of the lake, and some weather coming in. So I putted over and asked him if he wanted a tow back to shore. He sneered and said “With that little boat?”. I pointed out it might be small and slow and crusty….but my boat still worked and his didn’t. Yes, I was enjoying myself immensely. The tow took about 10 minutes and he never said a word. But the young ladies all said “thank You”.
S.R.