Great thread Dave hope you get some more ideas.
here are a few of mine that I haven't blocked out from my distant youth;

>solo trip......back my 12' aluminum down the empty shilshole ramp w/mother's brand new ltd van, get out (drivers door ajar, car motor running), wrestle the boat off trailer....door closes, all doors locked :(, engine running,tide coming in :(, 3 old codgers sitting on the bench yukked it up for the bulk of the 45minutes it took to track down & get a second set of keys over there (as salt water began creeping into the tailpipe.)
>(different trip) buddy leaves the rods standing up in Arima rod holders rolling out of shilshole, under the RR bridge...oops.
> netting a ball of sandlance (w/a salmon net because we didn't have anything else) out at possession & dumping what didn't fall back into salt (100s) right into the bottom of the arima....took hours to clean & months to get the smell out....yeah, we got us some bait now ;(
>wade across to the old end-of-road hole (as deep as I could go in hipwaders) on the Tolt......while the river was on a fast rise.....duh (fortunately a big guy was out there & helped me back across soonthereafter....avoiding what would have been a very long walk.)
>1st time climb down into the green-river gorge below the high bridge (hwy 516?) thinking- wow, some beutiful holes down there. Who needs a trail?..... 30' fall onto my back (landing softened sort-of by the evergreen bush) & I found the trail.
>trying to land my second (a teener) steelie standing on a rock in the Cedar R. surrounded by 3-4' depth on all sides, 5th time dropping it broke the line, inciting laughs from nearby steelie veterans.
>being the last boat floating by Addicted & family on the island below sandrock & not registering that they were stuck there (not getting out on foot with the river rising that fast.)