Roblin wrote:
Wow, glad your OK.
That would be scary.
I don't want to take away from your experience, because I know how unsettling it can be.
I really don't think most of us give much thought about going in the water.
I wonder about late season fishing and the chances of being found. I figure they'd be pretty slim.
Years ago when, I was much younger, I fell in the water in late November. No one around. Wearing a floater suit and luckily was able to grab the gunwale. I had the boat but the suit being full of water, I couldn't pull myself into it.
I worked my way to the stern and lowered the motor. I used the cavitation plate as a step and was able to get in the boat.
I found out that if there's a wind, you can't swim fast enough in a floater suit to catch your boat. If I had lost hold of the boat, I doubt I would have survived.
After that, I use to tie a cord to my suit so I could pull myself back to the boat. Don't know if that is good logic or not. I haven't gone in the water again.
Again, I'm glad your OK.
Yes I launched from there, 3” ripple first hour landed 11 pickerel, kept 3, everyone was catching. That was around 2pm. by 330 the wind whipped up and there were 3’ to higher with white caps. I started to head back but the waves came over the bow and filled the kayak with water. I knew I was in trouble and was trying to get closer to shore. I had to cut in at some point, I was no longer heading back to launch, I just wanted to get to shore. I turned directly around and headed straight for the point. I thought I was clear because the wind was at my back. It crashed over the back then brought me on top and when it crested it tosses me side ways and flipped me over.... I popped my vest, which by the way is also quite an experience. I yelled and blew the whistle until I needed to rest. I just kept kicking, it didn’t seem that anyone had noticed me. About 1/2 hour in, I saw people on the point yelling and trying to get some boats attention. I kept kicking, however it didn’t seem like I was going anywhere. I got about 50 ft from shore and the fire dept swam out with a rope and dragged me in. I tipped a couple hundred meters from shore. As I said before, you realize how small you are in that big body of water. Heavy winds and waves makes it hard to be heard and seen. Although people did tell me when I got to shore, they had heard me yelling, but couldn’t see me. Anyway, an hour in a hot ambulance got me warmed up. It definitely spooked me.... good thing is my fish were still on the stringer
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