Tuesday, September 13, 2016
Tales of a fisherman...
I let the old man off at the dock & he went to get the truck. I fired up the motor & eased it into the trailer...The only thing wrong was, he didn't pull up the trolling motor & I didn't think to check.
As I eased up into the the slot, I encountered a sudden stop. I went to the front of the boat & saw what the problem was. I pulled it up, but I had bent the shaft on the trailer. We got the boat secured & exited the water & when we got to his house, he cleaned the fish as I started working on fixing the housing that was all bent the shit out of shape.
I was able to extract the housing clamp pin & we started to invest time in fixing it, but lets face it, the damn shaft was crimped & bent. After we spent a few hours fixing what got roached..I said, fuck it.
I started calling around to see what a new one would cost.
He is going to call a place that was closed when we got in & see if they can beat what I called & found at Bass Pro Shop. If so, tomorrow, I'm headed South. If not, I'm headed North to buy a new one.
He wanted to spend tomorrow fucking around trying to fix it. Me, I'm like, screw it, I'll buy you a new one. Because Thursday, I want to hit another lake.
I smell like my ex wife.....