Left my waders in my pack on yesterdays fishing expedition. Showed up at the reservoir for the first GigBob expedition of the year and had this Oh Shit moment. A real lack of gumption for driving a half hour back home and didn't want to bobber fish off the bank with the power bait guys, watching to make sure I don't snag an F150 on a back cast. I'm contemplating a day of wet feet and a mile long row to the other end of the reservoir when i see my collection of shopping bags. Here in Oregon they charge for bags so I save the nice plastic ones for reuse. Careful inspection revealed a couple of likely candidates and with an extra pair of wool socks over them they covered my size 10 1/2's just fine. After a short wade to test them, I got my gear together, blew up the boat and headed out for a great day on the water!