hehehe.....Two seasons ago, I was fishing a favorite spot and while standing on a log, I cast a bit too far and got hung up in a bush on the opposite bank. I jerked things around and it finally popped loose, flying back across the river at me and landed in a snag between my feet. I reeled up the slack and tried to pop it loose, but to no avail, so I bent over to pluck it from the bush. As I did, the lead in my vest pockets swung outward and that was all she wrote.....over I went into the river in an Olympics-perfect somersault. I'm not sure I even got wet, I was back on my feet so fast.....looking around in a panic to see if anyone else saw me. Whew....no one did.

Aw, to be 20.....err....30.....er......40....again