My family (3 sisters, 1 bro-in-law,2 young neices) went out jet-skiing (don't cuss me....) at Hilton Head (flats)...(We were actually dolphin watching). I neglected to look at a tide chart (heck....it's the ocean...it ALWAYS has water). We are enjoying the dolphins and wild life, we come out of the "cove", around a bend and here is a boat that is bottomed (hard) on a sandbar with another boat assisting...whoops....make that 2 stuck boats now. I go help them out and get 1 of the 2 boats off (the first one wound up having to wait for high tide). <br /><br />OK... Time to head back. We are going along and the skis start bumping the bottom... (I'm thinking..."what the he11... a jet ski drafts in a foot of water or so".....) So we get off the skis and wind up having to walk them to the ramp (about a mile away in ankle deep water) and these "things" keep jumping at us (I mean millions of them). Well we come to find out these "things" were shrimp (great....now I'm mad, tired, and have 2 scared neices to deal with). We dodge 3 more stuck boats (at least I wasn't the only idiot that forgot to check a chart.) and make it to the ramp only to find there is a boat stuck at the base of the ramp ( dirt path to the water actually). The group freaks out till I explain to them that I'm driving a 4 wheel drive and the trailer has 25' winch straps on it (this actually confused them more, until I explained that I was not waiting till high tide, and we would be out of there soon). I worked like a frantic dog backing beside a grounded boat but still couldn't get the bunks in the water, but a little cussing (ok.. alot), a little praying, and ALOT of work we were loaded and on our way home.
