This happened to me about 25 years ago. My father and I went to the Martins Creek area of the Delaware river to fish for shad on a very cold April day. The water was high. For the first and only time ever, I brought and wore a flotation vest. I stepped off a sandbar and my chest waders filled with water, and I was floating down the river. I managed to hold on to my rod and paddled my way to shore. I probably would have drowned that day if I wasn't wearing a flotation vest. Really shook me up.
I also got stuck in the mud at the upper end of Scotts Run Lake for what seemed like 20 minutes before I could free myself.
And I knew someone who didn't heed the warning siren on the Lackawaxen River, and he spent hours standing on a rock in the middle of the river, waiting for the water to drop.
Anyone else have any scary experiences wading?
I also got stuck in the mud at the upper end of Scotts Run Lake for what seemed like 20 minutes before I could free myself.
And I knew someone who didn't heed the warning siren on the Lackawaxen River, and he spent hours standing on a rock in the middle of the river, waiting for the water to drop.
Anyone else have any scary experiences wading?