I had a Goog moment just last night.
Where I was fishing there is about a three foot wall with sand on one side and on the other you can jump down and cast from in front of it. I jumped down and decided to take my bag off my shoulder and lay it on the other side of the wall. It is now three feet up behind me above a nice moving current and of course laying open. I swing the rod back to cast my bucktail and before I even realize what was happening I hear the sound of the bag being flipped.
It turns out that my bucktail had hooked the back and bottom of the bag. All of my plugs decided to make a run for it. I was able to grab most of them but the lightning fast goalie like reflexes of this kid I just met saved the rest. All of my bucks and tins stayed in the pouches and I did not lose a single thing. Going through the inventory made me realize how pissed my wife would be once she saw the receipt from the replacements.
My bag will now stay on my shoulder or if alone way the hell out of the way and closed.