Unwritten Rules of Boating/Fishing

[No_Regerts]

CHUNKY!!!

And thick!

 

[sobo]

And thick!

Starboard side stew!

 

[Flymph]

Starboard side stew!

Chumming!

 

[PORSCHE928S4]

Ummmm don't bring 3 days of $hit we are only going for 5-6 hours ! My favorite a Zebco 202 no matter how hard you try will not reach 900 ft the fact you put braid on it is cute tho !

 

[Mikej]

This might have been mention already. I didn't read all pages again.

One of the "Rules" I came to learn pretty quickly when I first started out in a 12' aluminum fishin' boat pushed with 7.5 Eska.
The size and cost of your boat determine how much water you own on any given waterway.

 

[sobo]

The size and cost of your boat determine how much water you own on any given waterway.

Life's lessons are hard sometimes...

 

[kmk1012]

The size and cost of your boat determine how much water you own on any given waterway.

Life's lessons are hard sometimes

Very true, my boat went down in Detroit Lake from the wake of a ski boat.

 

[Capn Jack]

Three Rules of the Road I try to adhere to :
1. Your right of way extends up to, but not through the other vessel.
2. Bigest goes firstest.
3. Blame will never triumph over responsibility.

 

[PORSCHE928S4]

All joking aside you have to return to the dock with the same amount of people you had left with safely!

 

[solv3nt]

All joking aside you have to return to the dock with the same amount of people you had left with safely!

What about guns, are you supposed to return with the same amount of guns as you started with?

 

[Flymph]

What about guns, are you supposed to return with the same amount of guns as you started with?

Hypothetically yes, but accidents do happen.

 

[Ura-Ki]

All joking aside you have to return to the dock with the same amount of people you had left with safely!

Who says?

 

[sobo]

What about guns, are you supposed to return with the same amount of guns as you started with?

Hypothetically yes, but accidents do happen.

They sure do! Tell me about it...

 

[sobo]

All joking aside you have to return to the dock with the same amount of people you had left with safely!

This is also a rule in sailboat racing, although I have never figured out why it should be...

 

[solv3nt]

This is also a rule in sailboat racing, although I have never figured out why it should be...

"Here take my wife, no seriously, don't bring her back!"

 

[Alexx1401]

"Here take my wife, no seriously, don't bring her back!"

She fell over board with my guns.

 

[Tlock]

Here is what works for me at the boat ramp. I roll down to the ramp and get out and put my wife in the drivers seat and let my Rotweiler out of the back. I jump in the boat and yell at the ol lady to back me in while my Rotty pisses on your tires and scares your fu fu dogs and children. Turns out the ol lady can't back up for bubblegum so I am yellin at her in between trying to start my boat before we actually hit the water. I crank and crank but all I smell is gas. Odd since it ran great 9 months ago. Unfazed I bark at the ol lady as she is jacknifed again and light a cigarette before opening the dog house to find the problem. I spot it right off, one of my rat bastard stepkids prolly was playin around in the boat and pulled the coil wire off at the distrubutor. I put it back on and fire that mother humper up and rev it loud, water pump be damned. By now the ol lady has driven 2 miles trying to cover the 15yds down the ramp but is damn near to the finish line so I yell "that-a boy". The mob that is gathering thinks I was yelling at my rot that is humping your wife's leg and the crowd seems to be getting agitated for some unknown reason. Touchdown! The boat is in the water so I jam her in reverse and feed her the onions but it won't budge. I know I disconnected the winch cable and safety chain so I yell at the ol lady " goddammit Cindy you forgot to remind me to take the transom straps loose", "pull forward". I then yell at her to get out take the straps loose while I light another cig and crack a beer while I fiddle with the new stereo I put in the boat , cranking that hillbilly bubblegum up so the bass is a thumpin. The ol lady jumps back in the truck and weaves me back into the drink. I fire her up and expertly back her off and take the last spot on the dock 10' behind my submerged trailer. "Go park that thing" and getcher goddamn dog" I yell. She takes the last parking spot boxing some poor bastard in and gathers up our Rot Satan who just found a picnic lunch to devour out of your knockoff Yeti. As she boards the boat I am thinking Damn that women looks fine for having 8 kids muffin top and all. Off we go cause we got us a finely tuned system to deal with you boat ramp rookies. See you on the water!

You made my day! That took some thought, good work

 

[PORSCHE928S4]

What about guns, are you supposed to return with the same amount of guns as you started with?

Yes it is dark and your hands are slippery from fish guts and stuff falls over lost lots of sunglasses that way

 

[kmk1012]

osprey said:
Here is what works for me at the boat ramp. I roll down to the ramp and get out and put my wife in the drivers seat and let my Rotweiler out of the back. I jump in the boat and yell at the ol lady to back me in while my Rotty pisses on your tires and scares your fu fu dogs and children. Turns out the ol lady can't back up for bubblegum so I am yellin at her in between trying to start my boat before we actually hit the water. I crank and crank but all I smell is gas. Odd since it ran great 9 months ago. Unfazed I bark at the ol lady as she is jacknifed again and light a cigarette before opening the dog house to find the problem. I spot it right off, one of my rat bastard stepkids prolly was playin around in the boat and pulled the coil wire off at the distrubutor. I put it back on and fire that mother humper up and rev it loud, water pump be damned. By now the ol lady has driven 2 miles trying to cover the 15yds down the ramp but is damn near to the finish line so I yell "that-a boy". The mob that is gathering thinks I was yelling at my rot that is humping your wife's leg and the crowd seems to be getting agitated for some unknown reason. Touchdown! The boat is in the water so I jam her in reverse and feed her the onions but it won't budge. I know I disconnected the winch cable and safety chain so I yell at the ol lady " goddammit Cindy you forgot to remind me to take the transom straps loose", "pull forward". I then yell at her to get out take the straps loose while I light another cig and crack a beer while I fiddle with the new stereo I put in the boat , cranking that hillbilly bubblegum up so the bass is a thumpin. The ol lady jumps back in the truck and weaves me back into the drink. I fire her up and expertly back her off and take the last spot on the dock 10' behind my submerged trailer. "Go park that thing" and getcher goddamn dog" I yell. She takes the last parking spot boxing some poor bastard in and gathers up our Rot Satan who just found a picnic lunch to devour out of your knockoff Yeti. As she boards the boat I am thinking Damn that women looks fine for having 8 kids muffin top and all. Off we go cause we got us a finely tuned system to deal with you boat ramp rookies. See you on the water!


-This is not a very accurate description of me at all!!! We have Weimaraners

 

[Capn Jack]

This is also a rule in sailboat racing, although I have never figured out why it should be...

Sailboat racing: That's 8 apes and a lawyer in the same boat.