Similar thing happened to me too. Summer of 09 I'm fishing from a pontoon boat on Detroit Reservoir where the South Santiam dumps in. Mid afternoon, it's was hot, my throat was parched, and all I could think about was how good a cold beer would be. No sooner had that thought crossed my mind when I looked down and found an unopened Coors Light floating beside me. I promptly scooped it up with my net, cracked it open and killed it. And it was as cold as the Santiam!