When I was about 17 (16 years ago) I felt all manly taking my father's aluminum and 10 horse out with my buddies by ourselves (he wasn't feeling all that well and didn't plan on fishing until the next day). Anchored in a spot, caught a few fish, decided to head into camp for lunch. The anchor was situated right near the outboard.. well I forgot to pull it up and snap went the rope. Bye bye anchor.
At that point, I wasn't panicking too much - my father always kept a spare anchor in the truck. Brought it out for the evening.
Caught a few fish.. time to head in..
I did the exact same thing. Bye bye anchor. I couldn't believe it.
I ran into Lac La Biche early the next morning and thank god squirrleys had a few anchors for sale. Got it back to the lake before my father was planning on fishing. He didn't notice anything as the anchor looked similar to the first one I lost.
He always never mentioned anything about his backup.. must've assumed he misplaced it.