At least there weren't any icebergs
Well, through a monumental error in judgment I managed to strand Mom and I in a huge LAKE of a puddle which necessitated our rescue by a very kind young gentleman with a tow rope. It also managed to burn out our starter which necessitated my calling Mark home from work at midday to lay in a parking lot in the rain in order to replace it. Not a swift move on my part and believe me I will for ever onward be extremely cautious of any suspicious looking puddles.