I picked up my boat from the repair guy after work.I had the prop shaft straightened and a new graph installed. I left the graph attached and headed home. I got half way home and looked in the rear view. There was no graph. I was panicking like a 4th grader that pooped his pants in class. I pulled over and ran to the boat. Luckily it had fallen inside the boat.I had visions in my head of it getting ran over.
Just before Christmas I was at Best Buy with my son and it was raining like a cow peeing on a flat rock. Time to leave I told my son I'd go get the car and pull up to the front and get him. Picked him up and headed out. Was gone a mile or so and reached for my phone ... not there. Went back to where we ate lunch and not there. Went back to BB and it had fallen out of my sweatshirt hoodie pocket and been run over several times. It was toast!
Advice? Wise men don't need it. Fools won't heed it.
2019 at Falcon, a rod fell out. Just me and Dan that year. I grabbed another rod with a 6XD and started dragging in around the area, doing "figure 8's" against the bottom. Dan was there with me trying to help, after some time, he takes off to drain the South Texas White Snake on shore, and I get bit, something grabbed the crank bait in all the commotion. My spirits are lifted, a bonus Gar was pulling me around, but only to shake loose, and I was more sad then than before.
Just before Christmas I was at Best Buy with my son and it was raining like a cow peeing on a flat rock. Time to leave I told my son I'd go get the car and pull up to the front and get him. Picked him up and headed out. Was gone a mile or so and reached for my phone ... not there. Went back to where we ate lunch and not there. Went back to BB and it had fallen out of my sweatshirt hoodie pocket and been run over several times. It was toast!
My phone is under the Joe Pool bridge. I lost it when I fell out of my boat
I lost a center seat cushion out of my Triton somewhere between Rockwall and Athens about 10 years ago. $230 to buy a replacement. I looked all over for it on the way back from the lake but could only find Cooler lids and Mae West lifejackets.
If that's a Garmin with the quick release, you better figure out how to lock it down right or it'll be in the lake.
Yep. I am going to look for a way to lock it down
There's nothing wrong with the mount, you just have to completely lock it in. It'll loosen up after awhile but you have to hear a very definite "click'" when you lock it down.
I was late to a good female friend’s baby shower due to getting on a good jig bite I had taken my old kayak on this particular day My trailer was modified for my new kayak and the old kayak would wriggle free under the rear cargo netting if not absolutely cinched down with multiple ratchet straps
Half way there and already 30 minutes late, I could see the kayak half off the trailer, so I stopped and re ratcheted in a hurry
Now 5 miles from her party and 45 minutes late, I stepped on the gas
After taking a turn at speed, I noticed people were giving me extra room on the road. Arrived at her neighborhood and pulled over— I must have been pulling the kayak like a wake boarder on concrete the last couple of miles. The kayak was miraculously snagged by one cargo netting plastic hook in the anchor trolley
That kayak still floats but has some impressive road rash on the bottom
I made it to the boat ramp with half an extension cord still dragging the ground. It use t be a 50 footer.. the charger was still in the boat thank goodness.
Buddy and I fishing Fork for the first time, about 30 minutes in he hooks a fish and is really excited, kicked a custom rod and curado of mine in the drink, tried but couldn't recover it, downed a few beers and fished on. Luckily nothing more expensive than that, however I've lost my mind countless times trying to figure the fish out.
I've probably posted this before but I get a kick out of reading it again...hopefully you will too...
..several years ago was fishing a Redman(BFL) tourney on Lake Sinclair(Ga.)..was fishing around docks and came up on one with couple little boys bream fishing off it..one was probably 6 years old and other one couple years older........did the usual "catching anything" greeting and both of them started telling me about a giant catfish had pulled their fishing rod out of the holder and swam off the night before and it was the older boys brand new rod and reel....both of the boys were kinda dejected over losing the rod and we told them we were sorry and continued fishing down the bank... probably about two docks down,I saw a bobber in water at edge of a boat house with no rods on nearby docks...just on a hunch,I raised the bobber up with my rod tip and pulled the bobber to the boat and pulled in the line....no giant catfish but there was a brand new rod and push button reel....
I turned around and headed back where the boys were on the dock....as I got with within earshot I told them I had found a rod and reel that I might sell cheap...the older boy asked how much and I replied probably a dollar would be enough....older boy told the younger one to run up to the house and get a "dollar from Daddy"...and younger started to the house and I told him to hold on a minute til they saw the rod because it might not be worth a dollar....I can tell you,it was worth a hundred dollars to see the look on their faces when they saw the rod lying on my deck,recognized it as theirs and both of them trying to tell me at same time that was the rod the catfish had swam away with...I told them that if that was their rod,I just couldn't charge them anything......and it was worth another hundred dollars to have seen them running up to the cabin hollering out to their Dad they had got their rod back....
I've probably posted this before but I get a kick out of reading it again...hopefully you will too...
..several years ago was fishing a Redman(BFL) tourney on Lake Sinclair(Ga.)..was fishing around docks and came up on one with couple little boys bream fishing off it..one was probably 6 years old and other one couple years older........did the usual "catching anything" greeting and both of them started telling me about a giant catfish had pulled their fishing rod out of the holder and swam off the night before and it was the older boys brand new rod and reel....both of the boys were kinda dejected over losing the rod and we told them we were sorry and continued fishing down the bank... probably about two docks down,I saw a bobber in water at edge of a boat house with no rods on nearby docks...just on a hunch,I raised the bobber up with my rod tip and pulled the bobber to the boat and pulled in the line....no giant catfish but there was a brand new rod and push button reel....
I turned around and headed back where the boys were on the dock....as I got with within earshot I told them I had found a rod and reel that I might sell cheap...the older boy asked how much and I replied probably a dollar would be enough....older boy told the younger one to run up to the house and get a "dollar from Daddy"...and younger started to the house and I told him to hold on a minute til they saw the rod because it might not be worth a dollar....I can tell you,it was worth a hundred dollars to see the look on their faces when they saw the rod lying on my deck,recognized it as theirs and both of them trying to tell me at same time that was the rod the catfish had swam away with...I told them that if that was their rod,I just couldn't charge them anything......and it was worth another hundred dollars to have seen them running up to the cabin hollering out to their Dad they had got their rod back....
I had a boat wheel pass me on the freeway. I thought to my self how could some poor dolt not tighten down his lug nuts. That mistake cost me a new hub.
really embarrassing .from Wichita falls to lake alan henry near Lubbock . got to boat ramp about to back boat in, noticed driver side trailer wheel sitting at angle ,looking through mirror. got out and wheel bearings fried wheel about to fall off . real bad maintenance. got a road service guy out while blocking the ramp .we were angled down the ramp so the mechanic asked me to set the parking brake . he patched it, warning that spindle was too far gone and it would have to be repaired before we came back to Wichita falls. it got worse . I forgot that the parking brake was set . tried to head back to lake the next morning and started smelling something like burnt grease. had pickup wreckered 50 miles . then I remembered that parking brake was set . headed towards Lubbock to find a spindle for trailer .did find one and found an oil field welder to make the repair. 3 0r 4 months later one of the wheel ends on pickup went out. failure was related to driving with emergency brake set . have other stories but this is my best/worst one.
I lost the rear swivel seat the first time I took my 921 out when it was new.
The good thing about turning 64 in a few weeks is, lots of things I’ve lost I don’t even remember!!!
One thing I do remember was years back before iPhones, we carried PDA’s. The ones you scribbled on with the little pin thing. I lost mine in San Antonio walking back to my car after a sales call.
I got an email a few weeks later from a third party company that assists hearing impaired and blind people. A lady that was deaf and blind stepped on it in the street after it had been ran over. She had it boxed up and sent back to me. Trying to explain to my jerk boss a lady that was deaf and blind found my PDA was an interesting conversation. I think I had my business card tapped to it or something like that. It was smashed flat but the nice blind lady sent it back. I sent her a check to pay for the shipping not knowing it was smashed. It really didn’t matter, honest lady trying to do the right thing.
Was coming back from fishing a private lake near Sulphur Springs on I-30 late at night. speed limit is 75mph. Probably going 80. Get home and one of the rod bags is missing.
5 GLoomis GlX rods and 5 Shimano Core reels blew out of the back of the truck when the tie down slipped.
It was a sad, sad day that we don't speak of often!
The Truth is six of the seven Dwarfs are not Happy!
Was coming back from fishing a private lake near Sulphur Springs on I-30 late at night. speed limit is 75mph. Probably going 80. Get home and one of the rod bags is missing.
5 GLoomis GlX rods and 5 Shimano Core reels blew out of the back of the truck when the tie down slipped.
It was a sad, sad day that we don't speak of often!
Ouchee. That reminds me of way back, I had a soft tackle bag on the rear deck that was full of all my lures, hooks, sinkers etc. It was pretty heavy so I didn't worry about it. My buddy was driving his Skeeter and we were hauling up Fork from the dam back to Rainswood. A boat cut across the front of us going into Birch making a wake and we hit the wake and went airborne. When we did I had to hold on to the rail handle. I saw my tackle bag go airborne as the boat slipped out from under it. Down it went and sunk to the bottom. We tried for a long time to find it, but nope Lake Fork claimed it.
I made it to the boat ramp with half an extension cord still dragging the ground. It use t be a 50 footer.. the charger was still in the boat thank goodness.
I had a boat wheel pass me on the freeway. I thought to my self how could some poor dolt not tighten down his lug nuts. That mistake cost me a new hub.
Same thing happened to me. I completely lucked out. Just so happened one of my buddies was behind me and kept an eye on the wheel as it hopped the curb and went deep into the brush. I never would have found it if he hadn't of been there. I walked back up the road about a half mile or so and found all five of the lug nuts AND my bearing buddy all within a 15 foot area. Threads were boogered on a couple lugs but was able to get the wheel back on and go fish. That was 15 years ago and that one incident must have used all my good luck up in one shot because it has been pretty mediocre ever since. LOL
Peace is that brief glorious moment in history when everybody stands around reloading
Lost the boat off the trailer many years ago on 276 heading into Quinlan. One of the leaf springs snapped and when the axle turned 90 degrees, it catapulted the boat off the trailer.
I've lost a few small things, but my favorite tale of losing stuff is the time I was driving back from the coast and started finding really nice custom made ski vests in the highway. I think I picked up three or four of them. I pulled in to gas the truck up and the truck at the next pump had a new boat with the same color scheme as the vests I'd found. I said, "Nice boat, got the matching ski vests?" He looked a little puzzled until I started pulling the vests out of the bed of my truck.
I did once leave a brand new $200 pair of Serengeti's on the bar at Hooter's in Key West. I didn't realize they were gone until the next day when I was halfway home. I told my dad about it a few days later and he said, "Well, if you're gonna' lose a $200 pair of sunglasses, that's as good a place as any."