This wasn't really a botch-up, but I thought it was funny: My dad and I had taken his skiff to an island to do some offtrail mountain camping. The next morning, this was what we came back to when we made it back to the beach:



That gray boxy thing is the boat. We had to spend an extra night to wait for the next high tide. We half expected this to happen, so we came prepared and had told our contact back at home that we might be a day late. There's nothing quite like watching the tide ~ooze~ on in as you sit on a beached boat. <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />