While fishing yesterday, close to an older gentleman, he said that he had lost the fly he was catching his fish on. I told him he could look in my fly box and if I had anything that resembled it he could have it. I start moving over toward him in about 30" of water and trip over a stump under the water. I went down. Didn't go under but definitely got wet and had a couple of gallons in my left leg of my waders. That ended my day. I would have fished maybe an hour more. I hated leaving because they were biting but 50 degree water is cold, and it was windy. Being wet in 60 degree weather is cold especially with that wind. This was the best fish of the day.