I've heard only a few stories from people who have been out canoeing lately, but surely many of us have been using our isolation time wisely. WCHA Member Wayne Hale and I went out recently on the Ocmulgee River between Atlanta and Macon GA. We went with a few other friends and had a great time. Lots of fishing and wildlife, but the most exciting part came at the very beginning. Each of the avid canoeists had his own canoe. I put in my Old Town 15' canoe Narcissus in, snugged up on the bank near the put-in ramp. While I was loading gear, one of our party backed his trailer down the steep ramp. He carries his canoe upright, fully loaded and ready to drop in and go. I had my back turned when I heard his engine rev and then the squealing of tires. Somehow he went flying backward down the ramp and then slammed on brakes just before the entire rig went into the river. Wayne was holding the long painter when the canoe went flying off the trailer and into the river, which ripped the painter out of his hand and the canoe went streaking out across the river and downstream with no one aboard! For a second we all just stood there with our mouths hanging open as we watched the canoe disappear downstream. I jumped into my canoe - the only other one in the water yet - heading downstream as fast as I could, eventulally catching up and somehow dragging the heavily-loaded canoe back upstream. Interesting way to start out. Maybe this is the way he always puts in?