Posted on 06/29/2006 9:26:11 PM PDT by Excuse_My_Bellicosity
Three men are safe after their raft capsized on the Normanskill Creek overnight. The 20-year-old men tried to ride the dangerous waves on an inflatable mattress.
One them got out of the water around 3 a.m. and called for help.
After a two-hour search by rescue crews in Bethlehem and Albany, the other men were found. They had managed to get out of the water on their own. They were located near the Graceland Cemetery.
Police believe the three men had been drinking.
Some of the information right now indicated that alcohol was involved. Obviously at 1 oclock in the morning, entering this creek at this high level was very dangerous for anyone, Albany police spokesman James Miller said.
Police are not releasing the names of the men, but they do confirm the one who called for help is the son of an Albany Detective George McNally.
Nice detective work there, Clouseau!
This three are potential future Darwin Award winners. This definitely sounds like one of those "hold muh beer" scenarios!!!!
Cue the dueling banjos.
After an afternoon of drinking on a perfectly flat lake ....
LOL!!!!!!!!!!!
They should change the name to "Numbskull" Creek.
There. All fixed.
Another great idea 30 years too late.
They really and truly are idiots. I was in the area babysitting for my daughter Monday and Tuesday. The flooding problems are horrific. The Hudson is at or near flood stage. Retaining walls everywhere are leaking.
Of course. The acetylene will be more bouyant or something. This story could have been me and some of my friends back in the day, except during the day. 17 years old ready to take on a swollen river with only 2 paddles a cheap infatable raft 3 idiots and a VERY nervous girlfriend. After much protest she finally agreed to go...she JUMPS into the raft and goes straight through the deck, if you can call 3ml plastic a deck...disapears. Reappears downstream, screaming her head off, poor lass didn't take it well, even after I sprinted downstream dived into water I didn't know how deep it was and pulled her back to shore. That ended the trip.
Reminds me of the time I had to rescue somebody thinking about leaping off Sitting Bull Falls.
Oh, to be 20 again. It's a wonder so many survive it. When I was 20 we floated the Mississippi through Minneapolis and St. Paul on a raft made of milk cartons. Only casualty, one case of hepatitis.
I was actually fully aware of the situation but some one suggested it, we were all great swimmers, including the girl and the water wasn't real bad and I was looking forward to a load of laughs, so I didn't discourage it. Only got a few but it was worth it,I guess. It still gives me the shivers thinking about that moment shallow-diving into murky water when I could have broke my neck. Never done that again.
LOL!
Yep. Next time, stick to foosball. That's a great game and it doesn't matter how out of shape or drunk you are.
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