My fiend David and I were float tubing the backlakes one morning and he has a round float tube. So any ways he decided to jump in the water with his rig and he flipped upsid down, I rushed over to held but by the time I got there he had already got out of his float tube and swam to shore. The moral of this story is be prepared for the unexspected. I carry a pocket knife in the front poutch of my waders in case of an emergancy.
C.B.