Used to have a late '60's Skeeter Hawk (acclaimed as the first 'glass bass boat for those that remember) with a 20HP Merc & stick steering. Took it to the Quachita River a few miles below Lake Catherine to chase walleye early one spring. Got to the ramp just before dark and the river was rolling... must have had some gates open at Remmel Dam. I put in and spent a good portion of the night just trying to navigate the flow & the strainers upstream to a hole I'd been told of. Finally found the hole and some semi-slack water and anchored up and threw out a couple bait rigs. Cold & tired, I dozed off.
Woke shortly after with a start 'cause one rod was jerkin' in its' holder. Pulled in a decent 'eye, and the other rod started dancin'. 6lber that time. It was just beginning to get a little light by then, and it seemed the river had calmed a lot. Before I could get rebaited I saw the near bank was wet several feet above the current water level... SSHHTT, they closed the gates! Hurriedly, I pulled the anchors and headed back downstream toward the ramp. Then I learned the true meaning of "the bottom fell out".Had to jerk off the 20HP and dump the bait tank and drag that Skeeter for a couple 25 yard stretches, and in a hurry too. I was young and fit then (and accordingly stupid). I couldn't do it now, nor would I try.