Shoot, when I was “fishing” on Big Pine key back in the early seventies we had a union!
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Breeze, did you toss that marker out when she was sinking?
A wise man once said “Do as I say not as I do” Good advice when I tell you that.
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Originally posted by oops_lostBreeze, did you toss that marker out when she was sinking?
A wise man once said “Do as I say not as I do” Good advice when I tell you that.
ha, no. It was just sitting out and it did is thing.
1971 NEWPORT DAYSAILER 21’
1970 MAKO CC 22’
This isn’t really fishing related, but it is definitely the first thing that comes to mind when I think of an Oh $=+t! Moment.
I was in my early 20’s with 2 toddlers at home and we were living in a mobile home at the time. I had decided to underpin it and had worked my way up to where the stairs came up to the front doorway. They were heavy cement steps, but me and some neighbors were able to pull them away from the MH so I could work my way past the front door with the underpinning.
Once the stairs were pulled away, I jumped up into the doorway and yelled to my wife to make sure to keep the kids away from the door as I had pulled the steps away. Then, I immediately turned around, stepped out the doorway and went straight to the concrete slab. Had a deep scrape up the entire length of my back and a knot on my head about the size of a golf ball.
'07 198 DLX Carolina Skiff
FS90 Suzuki
^^^ that’s got to be one of the funniest I’ve read. Still laughing 
Sounds just like something I might do. Actually it sounds just like something I’ve done. Was working on a short scaffold one day doing something, painting or something. Been there so long I forgot I was off the ground and walked right off of it. It’s amazing how hard you can hit the ground from a 3’ fall. Hurts to think about. But if we can’t laugh at our self, we don’t deserve to laugh at anybody else
Capt. Larry Teuton
Cracker Built Custom Boats
“Ships are the nearest things to dreams that hands have ever made.” -Robert N. Rose
Brother in law and I were fishing at Bushy Park. He just got his drivers license and I let him back the boat down. He parked the truck. We came back 6 hours later with a few trout and flounder. He went to crank my truck and it had a dead battery. No problem. We got someone to jump it off. Truck had an aftermarket alarm on it that we could not figure out how to reset (had no clue it was on there). It’s mid August and I am about to monkey from the heat. Decide to jump off the dock on the fresh water side. My brother in law says I need to get out of the water that an alligator is swimming right at me. I think he is joking until I turn around and see a 6 foot gator swimming straight at me. I tried climbing the dock but it was too slick to get up. I swam like mad to the boat launch and my feet hit the bottom. Ran up the ramp slipping and falling because it’s slick. Made it to top and turned around and the gator is about 10 feet from the edge of the cement. Cooled off and full of adrenaline found a toggle button under the dash and reset the alarm.
Key West 1720 115 HP Johnson Saltwater.
“Native American fish trap”
no such thing. I demand you retract that
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"Native American fish trap"no such thing.
</font id=“quote”></blockquote id=“quote”>Want to make a bet
Capt. Larry Teuton
Cracker Built Custom Boats“Ships are the nearest things to dreams that hands have ever made.” -Robert N. Rose
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Needed to come here to read the latest edition of the Cracker Chronicles.
Larry, I spent a whole summer 100-180’ off the ground when we restored the steeple of the chapel in seminary. The top of the spire was 180’ high, and this was on the highest hill in the county. The view was incredible (Wake Forest, NC).
We all wore harnesses and fortunately didn’t have any “Oh S##T” moments the whole summer (with 10-20 people on the scaffolding complex every day).
But the day that I was in the largest classroom in the Chapel’s downstairs floor (basement level) with a big hammer drill, bolting the loose desk/chair combos back down to the floor (they were loose)… I did not realize that a HUGE conference was starting that afternoon, meeting in the main sanctuary of the chapel. That sanctuary (just a large church basically) was directly over the room I was in with the hammer drill.
In fact, the room I was in was directly under the actual stage where the worship band and speakers were standing. And I’m under them with a hammer drill, wearing ear plugs, and hearing nothing but the incessant whining of the drill… until the Vice President of the seminary shows up and shuts me down. “We have 600 people upstairs trying to have a worship service, you need to stop”. He was respectful about it, but I was still horrified lol. There were probably closer to 700+ people in there.
… The Cross of Christ is the anvil upon which the hammer of evil wore itself out.
Hey Larry if you take me to it I’ll promise to back you up on that!
07 Scout Winyah Bay 221 Yamaha F150
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Hey Larry if you take me to it I'll promise to back you up on that!
Adam, I’ll take you in the fall. Too dang hot right now to be trapped in that hole in the marsh for 4 hours. Not only are the fish trapped, but so are we.
Capt. Larry Teuton
Cracker Built Custom Boats
“Ships are the nearest things to dreams that hands have ever made.” -Robert N. Rose
I’ll tell yall my best of Oh $#&t moments. This is the best in a good way though.
I had just started my charter boat business, joined the Chamber of Commerce, got brochures in all the area hotel tourist racks… waiting on the phone to ring…it did. It was a young lady with a Swedish accent who wanted to book a trip the next day for 4 people. No problem.
They got to dock, also by taxi, and 4 of the prettiest women I’ve ever seen in one place get out. Wow! All of them tall, blond, lean and lanky[:0]
We get them settled, go through the safety drill and rules, ask them what they want to do. They say they just want to ride around, not fish. This was easy. Then one says, we are from Sweden and we don’t sunbathe with clothes on, is it OK if we go naked. [:0] Heck yeah, it’s OK with me Oh sh@t!
So before we got out of Turners Creek all 4 of them had stripped to the buff. I was running the boat from the lower station in the cabin and 2 of them went to the bow and pressed their bare hams against the windshield. I had to leave and go upstairs. It was more than a man could stand.
Before we got out of the creek we had drawn a spectator crowd of a dozen boats, who I think called every friend they knew on the radio to come see this. By the time we hit Wilmington River we had 30 boats circling us.
The ladies wanted to know if everybody was always this friendly
I finally had to ask them to put some clothes on until we could get out of public view. Way out. That was a heck of a day. Had to come home and tell the wife about it:face_with_head_bandage:
Capt. Larry Teuton
Cracker Built Custom Boats
“Ships are the nearest things to dreams that hands have ever made.” -Robert N. Rose
Man, never have I envied someone more than this.
“Apathy is the Glove into Which Evil Slips It’s Hand”.
Dang Cracker, this had to happen before Cell phone cameras:face_with_head_bandage: Did you get to pick a favorite:question:
Once in my early twenties I decided to go duck hunting in little12’ duracraft. I hadn’t hunted out of this boat in years and had a little 1964 model evinrude 9.5 on it. Anyone who’s ever had an old shear pin motor knows that you never leave the house without at least a few shear pins or some 16 penny nails and wire cutters just in case. I left out of lowfalls landing and went all the way up to broadwater and essay back up into the swamp by myself. Took an hour to get to broadwater and another half hour to make my way back to where I was hunting at. Hunted all morning without so much as pulling the trigger. Was just about ready to pick up the decoys and the “feeling” hit me. I had to go and go now! Usually I keep a roll of TP in my gear bag, but forgot that too. Oh well, cut the bottom off of my long john shirt and the sleeves and got done with that whole ordeal of hanging over the side of a tippy little boat while freezing my arse off hoping I didn’t fall in the water.
I finally get everything back on and the decoys back in the boat and head back for the 1 1/2 he slow boat ride back down the river. I made it back with no problems and the river was up just a little, so I decided to try to nose up into a little creek that is just about a mile down river from the landing. I couldn’t get real far because it was too shallow and I stopped and backed up to get out of the creek. Amost immediately I hit a cypress knee underwater and just stopped. Oh crap, I just sheared a pin and I’m a mile downriver!! I checked my gearbag and guess what? No shearpins!!!
I pulled the prop off to see what I could do and assess the damage. Yep, sheared in half… now what? I was hoping to hear another boat and flag them down, but then the realization that its Tuesday morning in January and there’s nobody else out there but me hits me. I finally came up with the idea to use a broken off stick to put behind a piece of the broken shear pin and try to limp back to the landing.
Well I put the prop nut back on, cranked up t
tigerfin much as I feel for you and your predicament, I feel for Cracker’s problem much more. NO CAMERA[:0]
But, I’ll bet he had a shear pin 
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the fish trap and the nude swedes never happened.
CL: thanks for the good times man. you’re big fun
I hope they left a good tip!!
'06 Mckee Craft
184 Marathon
DF140 Suzuki
No pics 
Cell phones weren’t invented yet. I don’t need pics to remember that sight though. I was thinking, man I’m going to love this job, and I’m getting paid to do this! Never happened again though.
I’m off to Florida for a few days of grouper fishing. Hope I don’t collect any more stories.
Capt. Larry Teuton
Cracker Built Custom Boats
“Ships are the nearest things to dreams that hands have ever made.” -Robert N. Rose
have fun CL.
oh, and it’s dangerous to carry a weapon. I learned in that other thread to just surrender my guns and rollover and pee on myself if a thug confronts me, you know so I dont get hurt