It's a bad day when you have to take an emergency squirt back into your empties cuz you'll never make it to shore in time, then you get the strike of your life on your line with the rod sittin in the rod holder. Not bad yet right? In a mad scramble to pinch it off and grab the rod you knock over 2 24 oz cans of premium kidney filtered lager. The up side is that I landed the fish, down side... my cushioned Kayak seat smells like urine.... live and learn I guess