Well, first, the humorous things:
Wearing nothing but my drawers, I filled my coffee mug, and walked out on the back patio of the lakehouse, right at first-light....I took a long leak over the south rail of the patio, which faces the lake, then sat down to enjoy the morning's first-light, over-looking the lake.
Wind was blowing like a gale-force mofo, right down the lake....that's when I heard the giggling....I didn't see the man and lady in their boat, in between my twin piers....all I could see was their heads, but evidently, they saw lots more of ME, than I could see of them....I KNOW they had to have seen my "junk", so I didn't know anything else to do....so, I simply yelled out to them, "Catchin' anything???....to which the lady replied, "Only one little one----not even long enough to keep."....at her comment, which I'm sure was intentional, they both burst out laughing, and I nearly got strangled on my hot coffee.
Now, the serious stuff:
Like I said, the wind was pretty fierce, even at daylight, as a pretty bad storm front was moving in from the southwest....the man and lady, who had been fishing near my piers, had left about 45 minutes earlier....the longer I sat on the patio, the stronger the wind became.
The lake was MORE than white-capping, and the waves looked to be between 3-4 feet....worst I've seen, since we've been over there back in July 2012....then, I heard several BIG slapping noises, and saw a big, red, expensive bass boat, coming straight down the lake with the wind at it's back.
In that wind, I couldn't believe the guy was going that fast, but he was ever-more hauling azz....the slapping noises I heard were the bottom of his boat, slamming down in between the swells....I was just waiting for that day'um boat to fly to pieces.
All of a sudden, he hit a big wave, that sent him completely vertical....the trolling motor propeller was sticking straight up in the air, and the big 250 hp Mercury propeller was clear outta the water on the bottom....he stayed suspended mid-air like that for what seemed like an eternity.
Suddenly, and luckily, the Mercury propeller caught the top of the next wave....that pulled the rear of the boat down first, and the bow plowed nose-first into the next wave....if that prop hadn't caught that wave, he would have almost certainly flipped over backwards.
He either tore up something on the boat, or it scared him sheeit-less because he cut the throttle, and pulled over near to the bank, and disappeared around the curve, doing about 2 mph.
Coulda been a real disaster....especially, if I had to swim out to rescue him in my drawers.
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