I'm sure theres a lot of us that have had our close calls with drowning a time or two...Falling through the ice beaver trapping, getting washed off a fast salmon river gravel bar with waders on, participating in a beer funnel chug contest, neti pots, hot tubs, babysitters, ya know, standard common threats........
Well, besides all of the above, the closest I ever came to actually 'Really Drowning' involved an anchor, a rope, and a slippery asst deck...and beer...
I built this TugBoat you see...(quite lovely dont you think?) I'm proud of her and happy with her hydrodynamic performance.....but notice the curvity asst portion right there by the wheelhouse? In conjunction, I poured myself a massive concrete anchor of my own design, probably weighed 50lbs....So, Out in 40' of water one day, drinking a course, with my cousin aboard, I went to pull the anchor...so I was sort of standing on that slippery asst slopey portion of the deck, bouncing the anchor along side the boat to get the mud off of it, cigarette in my mouth..when all of a sudden, Zip Zoom!
I slipped on the deck!, fell flat on my @ss!, and down went that anchor! In its intrepidness to make it to the bottom, it threw a wrap of line around my arm, and over the side I went with it!! It happened so fast! Just like a Bering Sea Crabber can attest being grabbed by a launched pot and over the rail you go with it!
I managed to have one lung full of air to work with as I untangled myself in the murky muddy depths...took me about 15 minutes I figure, I eventually popped to the surface, cigarette still in my mouth, seaweed all over my head like a manatee threw up a dinner salad.....my Cousin was up there laughing hysterically!
I'm like damn! That was a close one! Note to self: No more slippery asst decks! And henceforth, lets pour ourselves some lighter anchors!