I got a few. Camping and fishing one weekend. Brand new rod in back of truck with boat motor. Get to camp, brand new rod now a three piece . Jury rig rod for day. Put rod back into truck, secure boat motor. Get back to camp next day, rod now a four piece . Fix rod yet again. You know, I caught more fish with that thing than any other rod. Including a state record catfish . Camping and fishing on the Cow one day, nothing biting. I break out the fly rod and mess around. Buddy steps into my back cast. He ends up with new ear ring. Fishing the Yak one day. Catching some nice whitefish. Forgot stringer, so put fish on sand pool on river edge after knocking out. Go back to fishing. Hear funny noises behind me and see a mink grabbing my fish and running for cover. I chased that darn thing and still lost my fish. Next, leaping before looking. On the South jetty at Westport. In a hurry to catch fish, cast from top of jetty. Hook nice fish on cast. Start hopping rocks to get to water line. Next rock covered with moss and barnacles. Slip, fall five feet to next rock butt first. Tore up back and arms on rocks. Still landed the Lingcod though. Last, out with a buddy in his boat on lake. He forgot pee jug. Lots of traffic around on lake. He decides to use empty pop bottle. He is concentrating real hard on peeing in bottle. His rod starts jumping. Me being helpful friend, I tell him he's got a fish. He looks back and says "What? SPLASH SPLASH SPLASH, GODD@MN! SHIATE!, thump, glug glug glug" He missed the bottle and peed all over his hand and dropped almost full bottle on boat deck. Missed the fish too.