Rost.
On the trestle bit, there was a 8-10 mph current turning 90 degrees from a rock wall then into the trestle... I was planning on beaching into the back current immmediay upstream. The current had other ideas. I went bow first into the rocks then sideways into the trestle

The 1" heavy wall pipe handle on the lift had me pinned as the boat swamped and went under. I bent it getting loose.

Below the trestle the Lab retrieved the lunch. And ate it.

Survival situation....

Sad state of affairs when the dog ris the smartest one in or out of tha boat...

Last edited by las; 01/23/15.

The only true cost of having a dog is its death.