jamerson62
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- Jul 18, 2011
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A while back my dad and I were on a fishing trip to northern Wisconsin, with my best friend, and his dad. On our first night out on the this quiet little lake, fishing in little 14 foot deep-v's with 9.9 mercs on the back, my dad went over the side. As we were fishing my dad caught a nice crappie and he turned around to handed to my buddy's dad that had the basket. In the process of doing so my dad's chair popped off of the bench it was clamped to and in he went. His life jacket of course popped him right back up, and he said "I'm okay! Didn't lose a thing!" My dad was still had the fish by the lip and didn't let go. Of course my buddy and me in the boat next to them couldn't help but die laughing. The worst part about it is the boats are so small my dad was afraid of tipping the boat he had to hold onto the front of the bow, while the trolled into the campsite. Great way to start to trip!