Boating/Fishing mishap stories
 

Lets hear some boat/fishing mishaps that have happened in the past.
Here's mine,

I took my brothers 89 Skeeter out for a trolling motor test in December in 32 degrees. We took off a 55lb and put a 70lb thrust on it. We tested it to check if we hooked it up right the night before. The front deck on this boat wasn't the biggest in the boat world. I stopped to fish, put the trolling motor down and I went to plug it in and didn't realized it was pointed to go left, and on hyperspeed and switched on constant on. I plugged it in and the boat quickly darted left throwing me off balance and into freezing cold water. The boat spun in circles across the bayou and into the other bank. Leaving me in neck deep water. Coldest boatride back ever.

Ok, launched my 27' Grady White at Hebert's one day headed offshore. We get about 1/2 way across the lake and hit a dang crab trap:shaking: (it was dark and we had a q-beam but the dang float was black!). So we stop to remove said rope from prop. Go to get back on plane and boat will not plane out AND the cabin A/C goes out:confused:. Look in bilge and see water 1/2 way up generator! OH no, forgot to put plug in!:pissed: Water now covering 1/2 generator and all 4 batteries. Head back towards Hebert's and get to the launch only to find about 10 boats in line. Meanwhile I have both bilge pumps going trying to keep boat from sinking at the launch. Thank goodness the trucks let us cut in line and put boat on trailer. Waterline was over the engine pee hole by the time we get her back on the trailer. Lost generator to salt water corrosioin -- $5000 mistake. :cry:

Reminds me of this...

Man.....I could write a book!! Bill Dance got nuthin on me

I launched at BSM one morning in winter, headed to stump lagoon, then to lake eugene, on the way back in crooked bayou I drove a ground and spun my prop hub, I made it back going slow, it only took me 3 hours. I will never again run that far from the launch w/o a spare prop ever again!

I've had several over the years. Only two really stick. First one was running crab traps in v bay with my grandpaw in rough seas. We were in my 14' alweld at the time. Waves started coming over the back of the boat and we sunk in seconds. Good thing we were in shallow water and we pushed the boat on the bank and bailed it out. No harm done to the boat or motor. Second one we were lucky to make it out alive. My dad and I were fishing a bass tournament in the basin out of bayou beniot. We hit a mud flat running 75mph just south of the GA cut. Lost control of the boat when the motor came out the water. We ended up sideways headed to the bank.....hit a wooden dock and tore up a brand new skeeter. We walked away with minor cuts and bruises.

I was fishing with a friend in Venice in his small aluminum bass boat. I hooked a big red on the front deck and the fish made a run to the back of the boat. I attempted to follow the fish by running the rail on the side of the boat and lost my balance and over the side I went. I quickly got back to the surface, hand my pole to my buddy, got back in the boat, and reeled my fish in!!

Thanks Montauk, I needed a good laugh before I went to bed. Dat some funny stuff right there.

A few mishaps
 

Where to begin: 10 or so YRs ago..
A buddy had gone out a few miles in the Gulf in a 15' joe boat and reported Bull reds everycast. I "figured" my brother's somewhat beat up 18' pro craft bass boat would do just fine. So I and another friend loaded it up and headed out to Fouchon to meet my buddy. As we arrived at the Launch, my buddy in the 15' joe boat had mentioned he was already out and on them again. I said we are on the way. My friend and I launched and made way.

Part 1: As we are heading out, I see my buddy in the 15' joe being toed in. His boat had flipped and a crew boat had to rescue them. I offer to take over the tow and pulled them pack to the launch. My buddy claimed it was just a rogue wave that flipped his boat. He also mentioned my boat would do just fine.

Part 2: After loading his boat on the trailer, we decided to all get in my brothers boat and go back. Loaded up and headed out. All was fine, catching Bull Reds, then moved catching Spanish Macrel everycast. All of a sudden, the wind got cooler, clouds turned grey, and 2 water spouts (one on each a side of us) I said it's time to go.. Cranked up the motor and nail it, but we are not moving so fast??? ***?? Water at my feet, kick on the bildge, but the bildge is not pumping. Continue to take on more water (water is now at ankles) Holy $hit!! Everyone to the front of the boat, keep motor running. As we get closer and closer to the beach (water at calf level) I realize we will not make it to the channel and this boat is going on the beach. Finnally, boat is crashed on the beach. The storm has grown, rain poors, waves crashing over the motor into the boat.

Part 3: A passer-by on the beach gives me a ride to the launch, where I can retrieve my truck and trailer. As we leave, I can hardly see the boat from a 100 ft away due to the hard rain. (at this point my head is hanging low) I get my truck and drive it back too the beach. The storm has past, the boat is filled to the rim with sand and water. Ok, Now lets get this boat on the trailer and get the "F" outta here!! Dump the trailer and try to pull the boat higher on to the beach (out of the water) Nope!! my truck is not moving this thing at all. Here comes a dooley!! he kindly hooks up to the boat.. Nope!! dooley can't move it either. To try and wrap this up.. After 6 hrs, 2 dooley's, a jacked up Bronco, A Z-71 with a winch (winner!!) about 15 people, we managed to get the boat on the trailer.

Conclusion:
The old pro craft bass boats have a little vent on each side of the boat towards the rear. As the boat was rocking from the sea's, water was entering these vents the entire time we fished.

Bottom line:
Know your boat and have a working bildge pump or you may find yourself looking like a total jackass..

This is great stuff!!!

got hit by a truck going approximately 80 mph, while in a boat

About 7-8 years ago I was on Big Lake with Asterisk and specksndasurf. I had a 17' flat bottom aluminum CC. It was really windy, we were in Turner's and decided to run to West Cove. Rolled down the channel and get into West cove around Rabbit Island. Drop my trolling motor and start fishing. Asterisk says there is water coming up through the floor. I walk to the back and open back hatch. FULL OF WATER! Crank up and we are going down fast. Drop the hammer and the boat is standing straight up. Both guys got on front of boat and it still wouldn't plane out. So with hammer down I run up to front and get it to plane out. Run up on east bank of west cove before it sinks. Call sheriff's office they come pick us up. Had to go back with a float crane to get it back in. Find out that I had a busted weld about 2 feet long where bottom meets side. Worst day of my life!! Never again!!

Wait! What?

We were trolling the bank in contraband bayou catching bait to go offshore the next day. we heard a loud noise and looked up and a dodge 4 door was coming down west 18th by the waste water plant full speed. we had just enough time to troll forward and get out of the way. the truck caught the last 6 inches of the motor. i tried to dive out of the boat but ended up inside because the boat swung so fast when it got hit. it threw my other two buddies out. the truck ended up all the way across the bayou sinking with 3 people inside, and they finally got out before it sank. real weird situation, they had guns and a pile of cash and were all from out of town. never got the whole story but the cops and kplc came. the driver of the truck never even got a ticket

had the winch cable on my airoat trailer break while going down the road at 65 mph. look in rearview mirror as its sliding off trailer. slow down, boat slides down in ditch and passes me, turns sideways rolls completely over and lands upright. I get out check it out, crank it up and run it back up on road and load it on trailer. after that it had a chain hook and cable plus 4 tie downs when ever its on the trailer.

Already a thread somewhere on here with mine.
Me and a big Texan, in West Cove. But it turned out better than Spectators.

we took off one night to do a little bow fishing. While running in the lake, we noticed bats everywhere in the spotlight. well, just after saying "damn, look all the bats"! one of them hit my buddy! we stopped and looked everywhere in the boat for it and couldn't find it. We forgot all about it, got back on step, and got to the place we were heading and started lookin for some fish to shoot. We are on the front of the boat, and spot a huge gar. my buddy pulls back, ready, I have the light on the fish. he asks me to look down and check that no line is on his foot before he shoots, cause he feels something. (we're barefooted) I shine the light on the deck, and wouldn't you know it, it's that dang bat! he screams like a banshee, jumps, and falls out the boat, bow and all. I would like to say that i didn't, but when he jumped, he kicked it onto my shirt, and I fell out too. 2 grown men, punked by a 3 inch winged rodent! we climed back in the boat wet and ashamed...the bat must've been fine, we never saw him again.

Lol!


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All good stories but this one is the best so far, I can see this happening to me.

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.

A couple years back in Pecan Island, me and the boys decide to grab some beer and make a long day brushing blinds before the season. We head out in his 18' flat with a raised plywood floor. Pulling up to some myrtles to cut we all heard a thud and low and behold a water moccasin on the bottom of the boat! We all scream and dance like little girls with one going overboard. Can you guess where the snake went?????? You got it, under the floor. I have never seen 4 grown men stay that centered in a boat staying away from the edges of the floor. We never found the snake! It was a long year in that boat!

Also back when i was a teen, i was following my father in a mud boat across Atchafalaya Bay to Point Au Fer. All i have is me, gas and a sack of oysters. Dad and sisters are riding in comfort of a 26' Scotty Craft. As i am trying to catch up, i notice water comming in ....and at a VERY fast rate. I flag and wave my hands to whick they keep cruizing along.....About 5 minutes later he turns around and notices i'm not there. So there i am with a life jacket standing on the motor with the boat completely sunk. All dad was saying...get me the oysters...get me the oysters!!!!!!!!

I wish i had tose times again!

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.

This one was a long time ago, and any animal activist out there would want to kill us for it, but, it was one of the funniest and scariest things that I have ever witnessed!
Me and a couple of guys had just finished workin some cows and were headed out to a camp in the middle of nowhere to go fishin. Had all our saddles in the back of an old chevy luv truck, and yeah, we were kinda lit. well, were drivin along, me drivin with a friend in the cab, and one friend in the back of the truck. The guy in the back sees a coon on the road and yells for us to stop and "watch this!" he grabs his bullwhip off of his saddle, jumps out, and takes a crack at the coon. Now, he is pretty good with it, but misses, and the coon takes off running. poor thing ran right into an old hogwire fence and gets stuck. my buddy thinks this is funny and takes another crack at him while it's stuck. he hits it, the fur flies, and the coon screams. now I don't know if anyone has heard a coon scream, but it is a horrible sound. me and the guy in the cab yell for him to stop, its not funny! but he doesn't and cracks him again! Now, me and the guy in the cab are pissed, but not nearly as bad as that coon! Some might think i'm lying, or was drunk, but I swear, that coon backed outta that fence and looked dead at the guy with the whip, and hissed! he had enough! he took off after my buddy, the guy runs and jumps back in the bed of the truck, and the coon followed. retribution! We watched, amazed, as that coon proceeded to eat him alive! my boy was screamin, yellin for help, while we were too shocked to do anything but watch! he eventually got a kick in and the coon took off. needless to say, fishin was cancelled and we spent the night waiting in a hospital room for my buddy to get stitched up, and recieve his first shots of rabies vaccine. never failing to tell anyone who would listen what happened to him.

karma...

lol!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I bet that was a sight

Ha Ha Ha!! That some funny $hit... Never mess with a coon or a coonass

Stringer of fish
 

A long time ago.. and I still hear it till this day!!
When I was a young child around 8yrs old or so. My dad, brother, and myself went for a little socolait fishing trip. To our amazement the fish were on. One after another we filled a stringer full of fish. Estimated guess about 30 fish. My dad mention's we'll catch a couple more and head home. Me being the helpful kid that I was decided, I'll pick up around the boat, but of course I had to take one more look at that stringer. Then, i figured, I'll just untie it and pull it in the boat. (wrong!! I untied it and away it went) I didn't say a word!!! Picked up around the boat and as my dad caught another and heads to the stringer. (I still keep my mouth shut) The redness cover his face and he looks directly to me.. Oh $hit!! I couldn't even pin it on my brother!!! After the *** chewing was over, I thought (ok that wasn't so bad!!) Little did I know, I would hear about this day for the rest of my life.. He brought it up yesturday.. I'm 29... Good memmories..