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Regular
Posts: 98
Location: ringgold
(75.136.8.70) | I put my flat bottom in at raccoon mtn ramp by myself went and park my van came back and the boat was half full of water guess what the plug was laying in the floor so I decided to crank the boat and run up the river until the water ran out then went to cummings lake to bass fish and had a good day.It could been alot worse. Put in in @ Skull Island one time and came back to load the boat in the pouring down rain and did not have a vehicle attached to my trailor somebody needed worse than I did. | |
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Expert
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Location: Ooltewah, TN
(98.249.82.104) | Fishin' Junkie - 2/9/2010 8:54 PM
Davo - 2/9/2010 4:33 PM
I fished with Cutthroat and he uses his livewell as a potty.
 Why are his shoes off? Did he not have any t.p. and had to use his socks?
I had to call him the "One Sock Squat Bandit" after that one. For some reason we couldn't weigh it in or we'd have won for sure. | |
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Regular
Posts: 98
Location: ringgold
(75.136.8.70) | Was fishing at sequoia early one morning the fish where in the jumps behind the wall had one foot on the wall trying to hold the boat and a big cruiser came by and I could not hold the boat .There where about a million willow flies that had washed up to the wall and I fell right between the boat and the wall in the middle of them .I came up with willow flies all over me. But I smelled good. | |
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Whipped!
Posts: 437
(98.18.169.9) | Well I have been reading this thread for a while now and I have not said a word. Lucky for me Adam is out of town and none of my other past partners are members on here. I have for some reason gotten use to being target for laughter and it seems like every time I go out I do something or have something happen to me that is a definite Mishap. I am not going to tell any but maybe Adam or some others will tell on me. | |
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Senile Old Fart
Posts: 3511
Location: Cleveland, TN
(68.212.254.232) | Here's a blast from the past - I titled it Chickamaglub-glub-glub:
Uh, I think I found my boat leak.
Alternate titles:
Gone in (another) 60 seconds
Voyage to the bottom of the lake
Sinking of the Titan-eric
Josh Schreiber has been trying to get together with me for a long time to get out on the water, but instead he, his wife, and I had (another) EricM ADVENTURE today, and it involved being IN the water, not on it.
I got to Skull Island early and ran out to net some shad, and since Josh was running late I stayed out and fished for about 2 hours, caught one 8 lb cat and a 10 lb drum (this is the fishing report part of the story), and talked with WLG and Monstercat, Cathooker, and Rsimms. I ran back to the ramp to pick up Josh & his wife and off we went! Got out to the nuke and as we slowed we suddenly were taking on water like you wouldn't believe. Full throttle and a quick turn back toward the ramp, and now the water is ankle deep and coming up fast. I dodged into the ski club ramp because there was NO way we were going to get back to Skull Island. One hundred yards to go and I'm sitting in water to my waist and the boat is wallowing like a pig and porpoising like mad. I barely had enough forward momentum to ram the bow up onto the ramp and destroy the prop when the boat settled onto the lower unit with the stern a foot under the water and everything floating out the back. Thank you God! We didn't have another 30 seconds before completely sinking.
I stood there scratching my butt and wondering just how I would ever salvage this disaster. Called Rsimms for advice and he gave the boat the last rites over the phone. We got a ride from a homeowner back to our cars (thank you, thank you good samaritan) and I decided to back the trailer up to the boat and push the trailer under the boat by backing up and winching at the same time. Good idea except the boat was almost sideways to the ramp and there was a steep drop-off on the edge of the ramp. A couple of guys from the ski club/community, Josh, and I pushed and pulled and wiggled and squirmed the boat partway onto the trailer, tied the bow down, and pulled it partway out to get the transom out of the water and start pumping with the bilge pump. Once we got enough water out, I straightened out and backed the boat into the water again to get it the rest of the way onto the trailer.
As horrible as the day was, I was soooo lucky to have not lost the boat and motor that I'm heading out to buy some lottery tickets.
After emptying everything out of the boat to dry out (I had thought to save the cell phone, the camera, my wallet, and the handheld GPS - told you I was lucky), I did an inspection to figure out what had happened. It turned out that the top shell of the boat had been delaminating from the hull in a back corner under the bumper rail, and with the extra weight of 3 people and a full bait tank, the seam was low enough to be below the water line on that side, so when it finally really opened up the water simply poured in when I slowed down.
Now for the hard part; repair this hull (probably not a good idea, it's 24 years old and I use a boat hard), buy a used hull and transfer the motor, etc. (maybe OK), or consider a new rig ($$$$$$). OMG, I could wind up needing a j.....o.....b (sob out loud)!
Sorry, I completely forgot how much fun pictures would have been (for all of you!), I never thought to take any! (Lucky again!)
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White BayMaster center console w/spot lights, silver Honda 90, CFF and big yellow "Team Catfish" logo. Stop by and holler loudly - I'm getting deaf(er). | |
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Senile Old Fart
Posts: 3511
Location: Cleveland, TN
(68.212.254.232) | And another EricM moment from the past:
Wanna hear how last spring I was launching my boat to chase after those big blue catfish and it was one of those beautiful late spring days and the water was just starting to warm up a little and I had backed my boat in and discovered that I hadn't gotten it quite far enough in and the big motor wouldn't get the boat off of the trailer so I had to back up just another foot or so but I didn't think to hook the boat back to the trailer and so I stood on the ramp watching my boat sail off toward wherever the Tennesse river finally goes and there wasn't a soul anywhere in sight and I stripped down (almost anyway) and went for a brisk swim and on the way back with the boat in tow I stepped on on old lure in the water and it only poked me some but I couldn't get the stupid thing (the lure, not me) out of my sock and I'm hopping and limping around and squeezing the water out of the baggy butt of my underwear and trying to gather up my clothes and NOW someone shows up on the boat ramp?
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White BayMaster center console w/spot lights, silver Honda 90, CFF and big yellow "Team Catfish" logo. Stop by and holler loudly - I'm getting deaf(er). | |
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Senile Old Fart
Posts: 3511
Location: Cleveland, TN
(68.212.254.232) | And just one more for your reading pleasure:
Watts Bar dam, dam, dam
I took my newly (if temporarily) repaired boat back up to Watts Bar dam and tied to the dam wall for some cattin'. The water was running pretty hard and I was using 6 oz of weight and still couldn't keep the bait in place, but was hitting some 8 to 12 lb blues. I was having to haul them a long way in heavy current, so I decided to move over a couple of discharge bays. And the saga begins.
So there I was..........
In the process of moving, I managed to get into the really heavy discharge boils and spun the wheel very hard and tore up the steering again (duct tape must have failed). Uh-oh! Double uh-oh!!! Now I'm helpless and moving toward the dam wall at a frightening clip, and I'm sure most of the water on the floor was mine! I sounded the collision alarm and braced for impact. I kind of suspected that this was gonna leave a mark. Yep, I was right. I managed to kiss (kiss, hell - a kiss like that would have broken teeth) a corner of one of the generator holes with the left rear corner of the boat, tore bumper rail and screws out, busted out a chunk of fiberglass well above the waterline, and likely cracked half-a-dozen vertebrae. I began to suspect that this was probably not going to be one of my better days. I then started wondering if my super-duper inflatible vest would deploy and support my overweight butt. I just KNEW I should have called Jenny Craig when I saw that commercial!
Of course, the motor quit when I had slammed it into reverse, so I was spinning in tight little circles and still smacking the wall. Luckily, the trolling motor protected the boat on one of the hits by absorbing the impact and busting off that useless tightening knob. Somewhere along about then my constipation problem was resolved so I at least had one fewer thing to worry about.
I finally got the motor started and made the whitewater trip over the biggest of the boils sideways. I was just a mite concerned looking up at the standing wave, but thought hell, just imagine what I would have had to pay for this ride at Disney World!
The rest of the trip was kind of boring.........
And my doctor wants me to take a stress test?????????????
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White BayMaster center console w/spot lights, silver Honda 90, CFF and big yellow "Team Catfish" logo. Stop by and holler loudly - I'm getting deaf(er). | |
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