It was November and the air was crisp and chilly when we made our way down to the Niagara in search of the mighty musky. Thanks to the wonderful world of OFN, we were advised to arrive early at the launch. There was apparently some type of marathon being held and the main roadway would be closed down for a few hours until it ended. No big deal, we had planned on getting there early anyways. As we made our way down the road to the launch we noticed that parts of the road were already being blocked off and the marathon set-up was well underway. We arrived at the launch without any problems or detours.

We finally got onto the water and it was the first time that autumn when we actually had to throw on a couple of extra layers of clothing, as well as hats and gloves. The sun was shining brightly, but there was a slight breeze which gave an extra nip to the already chilly air.

So there we were, trolling up and down the river. Right alongside the river runs the road on which the marathon was being run. I had never seen one of these marathons before except in bits and pieces on television, so I figured at least we would have something to watch when fishing. I guess I feel blessed that I was able to kick back and stuff down some potato chips, pepperoni sticks and pop while watching these poor bastards hack it out. I will admit though that it tired me to even watch, so I can't really say it's something I will be trying in the near future.

The race must have been set up in groups so that the fastest and more experienced runners went first. Off they go! These people are motoring along and I'm quite impressed, when all of a sudden we see one of the runners head off the road and down the bank towards river. He stops behind a little building which I am thinking may have been a parks storage shed or something. We wonder what he's doing and are getting excited that perhaps he's going to toss his cookies, when he pulls out his unit and proceeds to urinate behind the shed! Isn't there some type of penalty or foul for that type of thing? Now let me tell you, in no way was this shed offering any privacy so I'm not sure why he even bothered trying to cover it up. He may as well have gone right in front of it for all I was concerned!

Then the unthinkable happened. I leaned over and pushed the button on Adam's boat for the horn. It hung in the air like a sweet symphony, drawing in the attention of all those nearby. The runner looked around in shock, forgetting that there were numerous boats on the water seeing him doing his business in plain view. He quickly put his member back in his short shorts and took off in a panic. We were laughing so hard we were in tears. Then much to our surprise, not more than a few minutes later the process repeated itself with a new runner. Not once, but numerous times. It seemed like every time we looked at the shed someone was emptying their bladder on it!

I can't even remember how many blows we let off the horn that day, but it was quite a few. It wasn't so much to embarrass them, but to say "Good Luck", and "Lay off the water". So if you ever plan on running a marathon, please remember to use the facilities beforehand, and take it easy on the drinks.