I used to have a fourteen-foot runabout that I would take out for salmon fishin.

A buddy and me got up at oh-dark-thirty and drove to 7-11 to fill all the gas tanks and also to fuel ourselves. Went down to coronet bay and launched the boat, had just gone under deception pass bridge and I was gettin stuff a lil more organized in the boat when I moved the ice chest and four or five lil geysers shot up from the floor (a previous owner had, at one time, some sorta winch type thing fer liftin crab/shrimp pots attached to the floor) The boat had been handlin rather sluggishly and listin a lil bit and I had been wonderin why in the back of my mind. Well the geysers provided the answer. We took the plug out and ran back to the boat launch. Unbelievable how much water drained out of the boat once it was back on the trailer. Turns out that while we were in 7-11 someone had hit the boat with their car and put a huge hole in the side, just below the waterline.

That's the worst one, here is another one that I posted on here a couple of years back:

Drove out to the OP to do some fishin w/a couple a buddies. We were bank fishin on the Sol Duc and Darrin headed downstream, Scott upstream and I crossed the bridge to try my luck on the other side. As I was makin my way down to the river my lure box w/all my spinners, spoons, corkies yarn and hooks fell outta my chest pocket on my waders and into the river. Whoops, forgot to mention that the temp was in the thirties. Tried in vain to reach the box. Didn't want to take away from mah buddies fishin time (Darrin had caught one nice springer the day before) so I peeled off the waders, stripped down to my skivvies and went for a swim. Darrin was fishin directly across the river and observed the whole thing. A few hours later I ran into Scott and told him what had happened, I also told him to tell Darrin that I was just tryin to get a fresh, fish-like perspective on lure selection for that particular time and place. I later explained to Darrin what had happened but, I think, to this day he still thinks I'm nuts.

Sincerely,
Roger