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Saw a couple hippy chicks, park their Subaru sideways in front of the launch blocking both lanes, get out proceed to take their kayak off the top of the car set it down and commence to loading everything in their car onto the Kayak. Wife and I tell them to park off to the side and pack their 10' plastic canoe down to the lake.
Quote from: Tom Tamer on August 06, 2015, 01:49:16 PMSaw a couple hippy chicks, park their Subaru sideways in front of the launch blocking both lanes, get out proceed to take their kayak off the top of the car set it down and commence to loading everything in their car onto the Kayak. Wife and I tell them to park off to the side and pack their 10' plastic canoe down to the lake.don't get me started on the kayakers. i launch at luhr beach often(fishing/duck hunting) and those idiots love to tie up the ramp. between them and the amateur crabbers, that place can be a real nightmare.
When I was 16 or 17 (late 90's), my buddy showed up at my house one morning and asked if I wanted to go check out a boat for sale that he found in the classifieds. So we drove over to the guys house and he says he bought it a couple years ago, never used it, etc. It was a late 70's Reinell inboard if I remember right. Pretty cool boat. Then he asked if we wanted to test drive it. The thought that a sane adult would let two teenage morons take his boat out alone, never even crossed our minds. We immediately accepted and hooked the thing up to my buddy's truck and off we went. Keep in mind that neither of us had ever towed or launched a boat before. We'd barely ever even driven one. So we get to the boat launch and it's COLD. It's april and there is a storm moving in. The first thing we did was miss the concrete launch and get the truck stuck in wet mud. Luckily, a utility worker happened by and pulled us out. Next attempt, we got it right and just as it was about to touch water, I said "My dad used to have a boat, and he always made sure to put the bilge plug in." So we hopped out and looked around and couldn't find it. We decided that this particular boat must not have had one. So the boats in the water, we fire up the motor, point the bow at the middle of the sound and open it up. We got about 100 feet before the motor died. We turn around and the the back end is under water and going down fast. No other option except to bail out and swim for shore. The drop off was very gradual and we were probably only in 10 or 15 feet of water. So my buddy tries to pull this boat toward shore before it hits the bottom. He assures me that he's got it and I swim for the shore to get the truck. Remember, I've never towed anything before. In my panic to get this trailer back down the launch, I cut it way too hard and with a groaning sound, the torsion twists the trailer into a mangled, bent up mess. Completely wrecked. My friend loses his battle with the boat and down it goes. He swims to shore. Soaking wet and freezing cold, we just stared at the situation in total silence for about 10 minutes. We had just completely destroyed this guy's boat AND trailer. We thought the guy would be furious, but he just wanted us to get the hell out of there. Later I decided he was probably terrified that our parents were going to sue him. They didn't. For all I know, the boat is still down there.
Mags story takes the cake. Especially because most of the rest of us were like, "oh yeah I saw this happen" vs. "I did this..."
Quote from: magnanimous_j on August 06, 2015, 01:38:27 PMWhen I was 16 or 17 (late 90's), my buddy showed up at my house one morning and asked if I wanted to go check out a boat for sale that he found in the classifieds. So we drove over to the guys house and he says he bought it a couple years ago, never used it, etc. It was a late 70's Reinell inboard if I remember right. Pretty cool boat. Then he asked if we wanted to test drive it. The thought that a sane adult would let two teenage morons take his boat out alone, never even crossed our minds. We immediately accepted and hooked the thing up to my buddy's truck and off we went. Keep in mind that neither of us had ever towed or launched a boat before. We'd barely ever even driven one. So we get to the boat launch and it's COLD. It's april and there is a storm moving in. The first thing we did was miss the concrete launch and get the truck stuck in wet mud. Luckily, a utility worker happened by and pulled us out. Next attempt, we got it right and just as it was about to touch water, I said "My dad used to have a boat, and he always made sure to put the bilge plug in." So we hopped out and looked around and couldn't find it. We decided that this particular boat must not have had one. So the boats in the water, we fire up the motor, point the bow at the middle of the sound and open it up. We got about 100 feet before the motor died. We turn around and the the back end is under water and going down fast. No other option except to bail out and swim for shore. The drop off was very gradual and we were probably only in 10 or 15 feet of water. So my buddy tries to pull this boat toward shore before it hits the bottom. He assures me that he's got it and I swim for the shore to get the truck. Remember, I've never towed anything before. In my panic to get this trailer back down the launch, I cut it way too hard and with a groaning sound, the torsion twists the trailer into a mangled, bent up mess. Completely wrecked. My friend loses his battle with the boat and down it goes. He swims to shore. Soaking wet and freezing cold, we just stared at the situation in total silence for about 10 minutes. We had just completely destroyed this guy's boat AND trailer. We thought the guy would be furious, but he just wanted us to get the hell out of there. Later I decided he was probably terrified that our parents were going to sue him. They didn't. For all I know, the boat is still down there.How long did it take you to tell your folks?