Several years ago on a Yampa trip, I declared that I was tired of doing the groover emptying, and that this time, a kayaker would do it instead. Daniel, we'll call him, graciously volunteered, and hauled the two Eco-Safe groovers up the ramp at Split Mountain, and back to the dump station.
We went about our business cleaning and rolling boats, and soon we were loading things up. Needing to put rockets underneath everything else, we started wondering where Dan had been for damn near an hour.
I grabbed a throwbag, in case he was stuck in a hole, and headed up the ramp to find the missing groovers. About this time Dan comes back down, green. Chirping in his mouth. Apologizing. "Sorry man." ::chirp:: "I finished one, but I can't" ::Chirp:: "do the other one. I'm sorry." ::CHIRP:: And he stumbles back down the ramp.
I went on up to finish the job, and got up there, and couldn't find the supplies. No input hose, no adapters, no output hose, no gloves, and no pickle-jar (plastic restaurant style pickle jar), where we kept said items. Back down the ramp.
I ask Dan where the supplies are, to which he replies, "What supplies?"
"You know, the hoses, fittings, the whole pickle jar."
"Dan, how the hell did you empty the first one without the hoses?"
Turning greener, and no longer able to speak because of the ongoing chirping, Dan holds out both hands and proceeds to mime shaking an upside down rocket box out.
To this day, I still think of that FAIL whenever I clean out a groover, and I sure do thank my lucky stars that I know about the hoses!!!