When I was 17 I had a 1442 weld built with a Suzuki 25 that the block had rotted on. So I upgraded to a 40 mercury that was hopped up to a 60. I had ran it a few times up and down the river before I decided to take my new girlfriend fishing(for the first time). I was going to take her bass fishing in black bayou and run to the back of Sabine to check it out. We put in the vinton ditch and when I was idling away from the launch I noticed a very small amount of water in my boat. I thought no big deal probably backwash from launching. We hit the intracoastal and I crossed a tugs wave just before going in the ditch that goes to black bayou. About 300 yards down the ditch I felt a lot of water around my feet and when I looked down there was probably 4 inches in the bottom trim of the boat(just under my floor). I pulled up to the bank and cut the top off a coke bottle and bailed until it was all out. This took a while because water was constantly coming in from somewhere. I took off again(headed home) and pulled the plug to let whatever was leaking drain. I didn't get 100 yards before it was full again so I ran it up as close to the bank as I could before bottoming out in the mud. She was about to stroke out she was so freaked out. I called my dad to come get us. In the meantime, with my boat obviously sunk with only about 3 inches of the back half sticking out the water, people just fast idled by us throwing nice wakes at us. That part blew my mind. Only 2 boats out of about 15 stopped to see if we needed a lift. Once my dad got there(about 2 hours later) we unbolted my motor and put it in the bottom of his boat. Another boat stopped and helped us flip my boat over to put it in my dads boat. When we flipped it we revealed about a 12 inch split across the bottom that was scooping water. My girlfriend wanted us to ride back to the launch with the 2 people that offered and said hell no we ain't leaving my rig out here. She even wanted to call a helicopter to come get us. She was really scared
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