My dad was an avid fisherman, flies, lures, live bait, funny little lights, casting, trolling, lakes, streams, stock ponds, and oceans.
A couple of years after he retired he finally bought a boat of his own: 21' aluminum with a bait tank, inboard-outboard motor, electric trolling motor, electronic fish finder, am/fm/multiplex radio, CB 2 way radio, little refrigerator, convertible top, spotlights, fancy trailer with a power winch...all the bells and whistles. Even a chemical toilet.
He got it all polished up and invited three of his best friends to go over to Bear Lake near the Utah / Wyoming border with him. Stocked it all up with food and drink and every imaginable amenity, then told them the rules.
"Eat, drink, sing, joke, tell lies, have fun, and understand this: If any one of you pukes in the boat or brings a stinking fish aboard, I'll throw you over the side and drown you. Got it?"
That was only the first cruise. After that they went fishin'!