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How many boats have you sunk?
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posted 02-10-2002 06:40 AM ET (US)
Fess up. We want details.For example, Cajun bass boat- tied at dock- 1/2 hour rain- nothing but tip of the bow showing- floatsam, seats etc.drifting away. Got up on a boatlift, gradually drained hull, got motor running, very embarrassing. Curtis
posted 02-10-2002 07:14 AM ET (US)
I was 11 years old. My Dad owned marina on Lake Erie (Port Clinton). I traded a neighbor kid an old inflatable for his 10' wooden dory and 5HP Elgin. Another friend and I decided to head out the jetty into the lake, me in the dory, he in one of our 14' steel rental [workboats] w/ his 9.9 (steel boats had built in air flotation tanks bow/stern). Calm day, nice weather. We zipped around for a short short, I could take him if I sat in middle and steered with paddle (planed better, heh heh). Saw Put-in-Bay ferry coming out jetty - it pulled a 65' tall wake. Hmm, I'm in big trouble, I thought. My friend, undaunted by the ferry's passing, revved up his 9.9 and headed for the roller, laughing. Not one to be laughed at, I too accepted the challenge and was gaining on him. Boom, boooom, his steel hull weathered the rollers, I can still hear the echo. Uppppp, and dowwwnnn, I made it, (whew), as I quartered the waves to keep from being walleye bait. Smooth water again, (dang that was stupid but I didn't let him know). he turned around and hollered, "Hey Waggle, let's do that again!", and headed into the following sea. Hmm, I surmised, "...this is not good." I reluctantly followed, again gaining on him. I went doowwwwnn the first roller at breakneck speed (wow!), and looked over at him, just as I stalled in the trough (nope, forgot to quarter). About that time, I looked back from my paddle steering perch to see what those Hawaiian surfers see just before they take it on the rump. "It's the big one, Elizabeth, I'm comin' to join ya'!" Five seconds later, the only thing stickin up above the water was about 6" of the bow as the Elgin was likely touching the sandy bottom. I, too was sticking up, and my friend motored over and laughed at the sight. I crawled in the workboat and quickly looked around to see if anyone else had seen the, err, indiscretion. Nope, excellent. We pulled the dory up, bailed, and towed in. I dried it out, drained and fixed. Sold it the following week. It's probably on display in the Smithsonian. My old friend is probably a boating safety officer somewhere. The ferry is still going back and forth and the Captain probably tells this story to his grandkids. That's one reason I have a Whaler (or two.) Mav
posted 02-10-2002 12:52 PM ET (US)
My 1st boat was a 9' squall. People were busting my chops about it(kids) and I said at least it can't sink. They called and I removed the 4 merc and tank and pulled the plug. 11 kids climbed in and we sank up to about our necks. I was a bit nervous. We swam away and within 10 mins max she was high and dry. Put plug in, screwed on Merc and drove away.
2 years ago I had a 16' Checkmate with a 115 tower of power. It was parked at my buds house and he calls me at 8am. "Nick I have good news and bad new....good news is your parts are in, bad news is your boat is sitting on the bottom." I went down there and the engine was still above water so was the dash. We figured the tide went out, the boat got wedged under the dock and the tide came back in. We bailed it and floated it over to his lift and raised her up. Every piece of electrical was green and shongo. Some new wire, couple trim solenoids, key switch, and tach and she was rolling again. Thank god the water was only 2' deep.
posted 02-10-2002 01:40 PM ET (US)
Same bass boat -year later - left overnight partway up on a cantilever boat lift. Live well plug left undone- rain- go out to doack and the motor is jammed on the bottom and the bow is pinned on the boat lift. Couldn't lift the back and couldn't get weight on the front to raise the back. Finally my wife got in the GTX, tied a rope to the bow of the Cajun and pulled with much effort over the boat lift.Unbelievably, the tilt worked and was able to tilt all the way up. Dragged me around laying on the bow with water flowing out over the transom. Then finally got the plug out - more circling,dragging- fishermen wondering what in hell we were doing, and back to the ramp. This time the motor wouldn't crank, and wife understood why I wanted a Newport.
posted 02-11-2002 08:59 AM ET (US)
Shortly after sellind my 1959 MINT Century Resorter to a "hot shot" kid and father, I received a phone call. My buddy was at the local harbor and said "some guy took your boat out, ran the hell out of it, docked it, and the next time I looked all I saw were the seat cushions floating". I told them the boat had to swell for 2-3 days be fore using it. I'm glad I made them pay me in cash before they picked up the boat. However it still hurt like hell because she was my baby for 32 years. Regards, Jay
|BOB KEMMLER JR||
posted 02-11-2002 09:31 AM ET (US)
I was 12 years old and had saved up $25.00 picking up cans.At the time i lived in lake ronkonkoma ny, and i got 5 cents a piece for deposit for each can.I went to the local caldor and picked up my pride and joy, a yellow and black sevylor one man rubber raft.I had a milk crate clamped to the handlebars i packed it in and went down to specks pond.This was one of my favorite fishing haunts at the time, this pond was also famous for its quantity of large snapping turtles.I had the raft out for about a half hour,i felt pretty confident with my captains skills and ventured farther and farther out,about this time my father got out of work and came down to see what i was up to.He was standing on shore waving,when it happened i felt somthing rub the underside of the raft,i instantly pictured a huge turtle.It seemed as if i was sinking in the raft and then i heard the bubbling of air leaving the raft,turns out i had hit a large log with sharp branches.Almost in a state of shock,fear, and panic,i abandened ship.In my head all i can think of were those huge snapping turtles,and how they could remove somthing very near and dear to me(the family jewels)i really dont remember the swim to shore,but according to my father there is now two people who can walk on water.I got back to shore wet and shaking, put the bike in the trunk of dads car,we stopped by little vinnies pizza place and restored my dignity with cheese and marinara sauce.Everytime we talk about that we end up laughing about it, but at the time, i was scared sh......!
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