Last fall I was headed back to the car after some trout fishing when I see what I could swear was a crankbait floating in the weeds at the edge of the creek bed. So without bothering to put my rod down, I scrambled down this steep 7ft bank to go after it. Turns out it was muddier than I expected and I slid down and right into the water up to my knees. Then because the bank was so steep and muddy and cuz I only had one hand since I still had my rod, whenever I tried to get out I just kept sliding back down. I was pretty much coated with mud from my feet up to about the middle of my back and soaked up to my knees. My wife couldn't stop laughing and the icing on the cake was that it wasn't even a crankbait. Turned out to just be a bobber. Felt pretty dumb after that one.