Fishing salmon with my son in August I finished the run first and was wading upstream to meet him. A knee high boulder took me by surprise and after flailing my arms and desperately trying to keep my balance down I went into mid 50 degree F water. Trying to protect my rod, I had to roll over on my back in order to stand up, thoroughly soaking myself.
When I finally righted myself I was pleased to see my son seemingly oblivious to the fact I had just fallen in (I had laughed shamelessly at him not two weeks previous when he'd done the same thing). As I approached him he looked up and sober as a judge says, "sucks, don't it?"