Guess I'm officially a river rat now. Went out on the Missouri at La Benite Park today about 2pm to go fish by myself for a while. Probably should have re-considered when I got to the ramp and noticed all the crap floating down the river - we've had lots of rain so the river was up about 3 ft from the last time I went out and all the creeks are running. Anyway, the river was littered with limbs, logs, trees, root wads, dimensional lumber and a zillion other things. But not to be deterred, I launched and headed downstream to my "carp hole" where I negotiated even more logs and got a small carp in the boat within about 10 minutes. So far, so good - got the carp skinned and set up on my favorite fishing hole just above Missouri City. Put out 5 lines and quickly learned that it was more work than I really wanted with all the junk floating downstream - it was a constant battle to keep lines from getting hung up in junk, to free the ones that got hung up anyway and re-tieing the lines that broke because of the hung up junk. Finally started to sprinkle a bit so donned the Gore-Tex rain gear and called home to have my wife check the radar. Storms building to the north and west but moving east so shouldn't be too much of a problem. Caught a 5 lb blue and a 3 lb flathead within a few minutes of each other and then the phone rang to tell me that the storms were growing. Skies were still light so I didn't worry much but decided it might be time to pack up. Before I can get the first line in, the phone rings again to tell me there's a tornado reported at Sugar Creek (basically where my truck is parked) and moving east along the Missouri. So I grabbed a knife and cut the other 4 lines, left the rods in the holders, pulled up anchor and blasted downstream to Cooley Lake access, about 3 miles away. Out ran the rain and called to check in again - no more tornado but the storms are getting stronger, weather man says just a lot of rain and occasional lightning. Decided I'd either be stuck there for hours or I'd just have to brave it and head back upstream. So I shoved off, pulled the rain hood tight over my head and prayed a lot as I screamed back upstream at full throttle. Took about 20 minutes to get back to the ramp, where it was raining as hard as I've ever seen it. There was a kind fellow there watching the rain who helped me get the boat back on the trailer, even wading up to his knees to do so. What a great guy - never did get his name. Finally got back home and found out there were a couple of tornadoes reported near where I was fishing and I think I just got lucky to miss them all. Checked the lower unit out and it didn't have a scratch, despite a couple of good thunks along the way. The river level web sites show that it came up 18" in the 4 hours I was out there and is continuing to rise. I probably shouldn't have been there, but I lived through it, learned a lot about the river and can't wait to get out there again!