So I put the boat in yesterday and headed back down today for a little more prospecting and just enjoying being back on the water. After several trips up and down the river and several gallons of go go juice I finally marked a few fish, judging by the size of the marks I would have to say they were Bass, but that is beside the point. In my excitement of marking fish I somehow ran over my anchor line. After swearing and hanging upside down in the freezing water for an hour or so I finally got my kicker hooked back up which is another story all together. Luckily I am only about a 1/2 mile from my slip so it could be worse. Luckily when I get back to the dock there are a whole bunch of new friends there to help, "most of whom happened to be named Joe ". So after about an hour or so of laying on my stomach next to Joe #2 cutting at rope and somehow removing the prop without dropping anything to the bottom of the river while Joe #1 was up in the bow with my wife to keep the stern up so we could reach the prop, Joe #1 yells back hey do you know you have a banana on board. Are you friggin kidding me. I don't think she will make that mistake again.