Several years ago I decided to go fishing with a buddy of mine on a really cold winter day. We had cut out of work half-day and decided to go and try to catch a few trout. We put the boat in the water and I went to crank the motor and the battery was totally dead. Being the genius that I was, I quickly disconnected the battery and hooked up the trolling motor battery and got the boat running. I replaced the cables to the starting battery and we were on our way. We left from James Island Yacht Club and ran across the harbor to fish in Beresford creek in the Wando River. After fishing a few hours and catching a few trout (trolling) we decided it was getting late and really cold and decided to call it a day. I went to crank the boat and there was nothing. I looked under the console and apparently one of the connections on the battery had come undone, while we were running and caused the battery to arc blowing the top clear off of the battery. My genius ability kicked in and I grabbed the trolling motor again and hooked it back up to crank the motor. The only problem was the trolling battery was pretty much shot from trolling and did not have enough power to crank the boat. It was a 90 horse Yamaha so we pulled the cowling attached the pull cord and began pulling. This was an older 90 and almost impossible to crank with a cord. We pulled and pulled to no avail. By this time is was getting dark and much colder and at this time Daniel Island was still all woods and hunting land. I had fished this river many times over the years and knew that Joe Deytens lived up the river a mile or so from where we were. The current was rolling that way so we put the trolling motor back on the trolling battery and made our way up the river with some help from the current. We finally made it up to the Deytens’ dock and went up to the house to ask for some help. Luckily he found out who we were before he assumed we were robbers and being the gentleman he was he grabbed a set of jumper cables came down to his boat house and gave us a