My favorite trout park happening of all time was this old dude that had just stoked a big ol' Sherlock Holmes style pipe and got it all fired up real good, then while dicking with his tackle the pipe slipped from his teeth and he dumped it right down the front of his waders. The more he danced around cussing and pounding on himself the further down that 1/4oz. of burning tobacco ran down his legs. Once he finally got it all put out he just gathered up his stuff and went limping off to his car. 😂
The other memorable one was this dude in a pair of hip boots that looked to be 2 sizes too big. He was walking along up by the spring hole at Bennett and had his fly box out digging through it while he was clopping along, and he had a trout on a stringer that was swinging around his legs while he walked. We were leaning against my tailgate eating a sandwich, and I pointed and said, "that ol'boy better pull that fish up or he's gonna ...." No sooner than I said that the stringer hogtied him and WHOPP! the dude faceplanted one of those benches that sit along there. I busted out laughing like a maniac and couldn't pull it together. The dude was bleeding from the face really bad and everyone around there was rushing over to help him ...and looking at ME like I had somehow caused it.