Probably 40 years ago my dad, my bro and myself were trolling along when my brother stood up for a pee. Trouble was when he stood up, the boat flipped completely over tossing everything, including us into the drink. We were close to shore and our camp so we just swam in and got our buds boat to retrieve what we could. We were all good swimmers and although we lost alot of our gear, nobody was hurt.
We were a very close family and laughed about it then and continued laughing about it for many many years to come.
If you can't throw a bit of drama into a fishing trip every now & then, what's the sense of going