Worst fishing outing

simmsjs Said:
 Running out of gas!

I had several contenders I thought about...like the hour drive thru the rocky mountains to find a doctor to remove a hook buried to the bone...but you win! I ain't got nuthin compared to that!

multi-species-angler Said:
van hook at 7 am.  wind came up to 25mph.  broke a rod, then the drift chute broke the steel loop off the front of the boat.  wind came up to 40, waves got BIG, swamped the boat in the bottom of a trough as the next wave rolled over us, ground the prop into the gravel at the bottom of the next trough.  I was weearing a toddler sized life vest.  beached the boat and a wave rolled over the back and filled it with water.  landed the boat and went to Hiddenwood lake to escape the waves.

Hiddenwood lake 11am (still havn't caught a thing) put the boat in the water, park the truck, jump off the dock into the back of the boat into ankle deep water.  buddy forgot to put the plug in.  then the boat wont start. (3rd time water has been knee deep in the boat today) 6 hours of no fish on hiddenwood, someone gets the bright idea to go to audubon.

Lake Audubon 5pm (still no fish) troll around bored for a couple hours decide to head home...boat wont start! half hour after screwing with the motor I decide I'm gonna jump in and tow is to a nearby island before the wind carries us too far from the ramp.  right before I get in the water, my buddy says "Oops!", he forgot to unscrew the breather valve on the gas tank.  unscrews it, motor starts, homeward bound.

Highway 83 8:00 pm (never caught a fish) as I'm laying my head back in the passenger seat gazing aimlessly at my rearview mirror I see chunks of metal tumbling down the shoulder of the road, as I look at my buddy I see a small tire rolling down the median of the highway, then it jumps the approach, back accross both lanes and into a slough.  the wheel came completely off the axle at 70mph.  the axle is ground in half and now we sit on the shoulder waiting for a flatbed.  meanwhile my buddy has to wade through stinky black rotten slough crud to retrieve the tire. then a  storm comes while we're waiting and it hails.  wrecker shows up around 11pm, loads the boat and we head for minot then the wrecker gets struck by lightning and shuts down.  get the wrecker started get to my buddies house and now the boat trailer gets jammed up on the flatbed, so that takes a couple more hours to get loose.  when the wrecker leaves we realize it cracked by buddies brother's newly poured driveway.

got home soaking wet at 3am and we didn't fish together again for over 3 years.

Tim Sandstrom Said:
Not sure if the day one of the DWC could be beat.  Although, the wind was calm so it might not have been too bad.  The Last Chance during it's first year was a miserable son-of-a-gun with 40 plus mph winds in Beulah country, September fishing and cold chilly fall rain all day long.  Didn't catch a fish.  In fact, I think three teams out of 20 or so caught more than 2 fish.  Can't remember though.  It was just miserable.

permo Said:
I think Luveyes will have a good one...it involves an unusual way to inspect the hull of a boat, a windy day and a sandbar.

ice... me and a buddy sending my dad's ice fishing vehicle to the bottom of pelican b4 we ever had a chance to drill a hole and the next 8 hours getting it out.

water... fishing audobon one evening in my canoe w/ my dogs just after ice out when i lived in minot about 10 years ago.  when i headed back to shore, the ice had blow in making it impossible to get to the ramp.  trolling motor battery died and it was a long mile or two paddle against the wind followed by another mile or two walk back to the truck on some pretty rough ground.  neither me nor my wet dogs were dressed appropriately.  twas one of only a handful of times i'd felt a very strong desire to dial 911 because i feared for my safety.

I went fishing in late November back in 2003 on the river, temp was in the high teens and the river was nearing its final days of open water fishing. I docked at the rifle range, the only trailer there.  Made her down to the barrels and hit a bar.  With the high five prop I have no reverse power and I was buried good.  I got out and tried to push off and I had no chance, and the water was not warm.  I put it in reverse, got out and pushed it off.   The boat took off and I was able to grab the head of the bowmount motor and have the boat drag me in a large circle backwards until it got beached again, but backwards.   I drug my frozed arse up into the boat and drove very slowly back to the ramp.  My legs and arms werent working that well and all my clothes where frozen.  I dragged my butt up the rocks at the range and warmed up for at least 30 minutes before I was able to back the trailer down. 

Being 330 pounds at the time I easily should have drowned that afternoon, or at least froze to death on the way back.