I will start it off
Memeorial day weekend 4 years ago, me and 5 buddies, took a trip to some old rock quarries for the weekend. I had been going down there since i was 7 with my family and thought it would be fun to take a group of my friends down there. Well i churched it up for them telling them how the water was so clear and the fish so big. We got down there friday night rained the whole night. Got up early, went out and fished in a sprinkle, noon rolls around and started downpouring, rained rest of the day and night. Same thing for the next 2 days. Finally gave up and packed up camp and the boats and said to heck with it. Came home with sopping wet gear, clothes, and no fish to boot. The very next year came and we went down there again on the same weekend. Only this time it was hotter than rats doing it in a wool sock and drier than a popcorn fart. Again the guys were fed up and disappointed that we only caught one keeper and a sunburn. Needless to say the guys have not let me plan another "expedition" since.