Attached to the boat is a trailer and a gmc short bed regular cab pickup. As I get to the ramp this evening, I see a truck with the bed 3/4 way in the water and a guy in the bed/water winching the boat onto the trailer (which is completely submerged). As it winches down to the trailer, it must have floated the back end of the truck. THERE IT GOES!
He jumps ontop of the cab, onto the hood and leaps for the ramp. Of course me falls about 2 feet short and belly flops right in the water. He sees me and comes running onto the dock. He comes flying into my boat, uninvited screaming "save ma family," the wife's screaming at him, the toddlers are screaming at her and the dogs barking at the truck as it sinks. He smells like a brewery, trips over my driftmasters and face plants. I'm trying not to laugh but he's freaking out, mad as a wet hen, and drunk and my pistol is in my bag so I tell him well go get them. Try to start the motor and spin the prop right into a shallow rock! No good deed goes unpunished, right?
Troll over to the boat, trailer, truck fish attractor and his wife, two kids, dog and TOOLS pile in my boat (apparently he was afraid his nail gun and radio would be stolen from the truck). His tool box off the truck is floating so we troll over and he grabs it as we get to the dock. He starts yelling at his wife to call TWRA and I tell him, I'm thinking this is sheriffs department and a tow truck. The SO finally shows up and I tell them what I saw and say have a nice evening. Didn't catch any fish but made one heck of a memory!
It's now about 75' from the ramp and in about 10' of water.
