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Most Brits can't swim and don't like boating-Know facts.
As many know, The Crypt Car was about to be hauled off to "the crusher" at the end of January as the $30K repair/storation cap was closing in fast and the car was nowhere near operational.
Dale switched gears and purchased a new 18' bright red Mako tarpon boat.
These boats are like the Ferraris of the sport fishing world. Six weeks spent having the boat customized, etc and Sunday I take my Brit wife Wendy out for her first harbour cruise. (get her used to the idea of owning a boat was my plan, je,je,je)
"Tres Gatos" is in the water, we are the dock, bow line off with Wendy holding the dock cleat while I walk the 12 feet to lay off the stern line. I hear screams from the crowd on the dock and quickly spin around.
Wendy's hands are glued on the dock cleat as the bow pushes away from the dock and stretches her like a rubber band. KERPLOOOPPP- Wendy falls overboard as folks rush to help my drowning Brit wife!
Being a good Brit, Wendy gives it a stiff upper lip and we
continue with our Harbour Cruise.
Brand new engine requires break-in with variable speeds, including full throttle. We jump up to 50+ mph and my favorite fishing cap blows off. I carve the boat into a steep 180 to get my cap..... as I hear sirens and horns behind me.
Turn my head around-Many flashing lights, horns, sirens...
"This is the United States Coast Guard! Prepare to be Boarded!"
Lordy, how have I gone afoul of the maritime laws? So I am asked if I have contraband weapons or illegal drugs aboard. I reply no and we are boarded and searched bow to stern. We also get a "Certificate of Full Safety Compliance" in the process.
In actuality, one of the young CG men wanted a close up look at the custom red Mako tarpon boat the sport fishing community has been gabbing about.
We shove off and are on our way again- right into a rain storm. So drowned rat Wendy now gets even wetter. I do a 180, punch it to outrun the storm and at 5500 rpms Wendy's beach towel goes airbone and is resting on the bottom with my cap.
The wind is kicking up, water's rough with white caps, Wendy's drenched so we head back in. but.....
OOPPS! A boater with a dead engine is adrift and requests our help with a tow. The laws mandate I render an immediate assist.
So now I have a very unhappy Brit wife, I'm towing another boat in heavy wind and the boat dock has a one hour backup!
And this is only the second time I have attempted to dock my new boat.
Finally we docked (soft crashed into it) and I got the boat on the trailer. Whew!! Back to our storage yard. Big crash as we drive along. The trailer jack has fallen off the trailer! BLARGH! Sunday afternoon- where do I get trailer parts?
Having an unreliable TR6 prepared me for the new boat. I had a massive tool kit aboard. I field stripped nut and bolts off the trailer and jury rigged the jack back on well enough to get the boat unhooked from my Jeep.
Thus ended our 2 hour Brit Harbour Tour- 10 hours after we started. Here's a very wet photo of poor drenched Wendy being a good sport.
As many know, The Crypt Car was about to be hauled off to "the crusher" at the end of January as the $30K repair/storation cap was closing in fast and the car was nowhere near operational.
Dale switched gears and purchased a new 18' bright red Mako tarpon boat.
These boats are like the Ferraris of the sport fishing world. Six weeks spent having the boat customized, etc and Sunday I take my Brit wife Wendy out for her first harbour cruise. (get her used to the idea of owning a boat was my plan, je,je,je)
"Tres Gatos" is in the water, we are the dock, bow line off with Wendy holding the dock cleat while I walk the 12 feet to lay off the stern line. I hear screams from the crowd on the dock and quickly spin around.
Wendy's hands are glued on the dock cleat as the bow pushes away from the dock and stretches her like a rubber band. KERPLOOOPPP- Wendy falls overboard as folks rush to help my drowning Brit wife!
Being a good Brit, Wendy gives it a stiff upper lip and we
continue with our Harbour Cruise.
Brand new engine requires break-in with variable speeds, including full throttle. We jump up to 50+ mph and my favorite fishing cap blows off. I carve the boat into a steep 180 to get my cap..... as I hear sirens and horns behind me.
Turn my head around-Many flashing lights, horns, sirens...
"This is the United States Coast Guard! Prepare to be Boarded!"
Lordy, how have I gone afoul of the maritime laws? So I am asked if I have contraband weapons or illegal drugs aboard. I reply no and we are boarded and searched bow to stern. We also get a "Certificate of Full Safety Compliance" in the process.
In actuality, one of the young CG men wanted a close up look at the custom red Mako tarpon boat the sport fishing community has been gabbing about.
We shove off and are on our way again- right into a rain storm. So drowned rat Wendy now gets even wetter. I do a 180, punch it to outrun the storm and at 5500 rpms Wendy's beach towel goes airbone and is resting on the bottom with my cap.
The wind is kicking up, water's rough with white caps, Wendy's drenched so we head back in. but.....
OOPPS! A boater with a dead engine is adrift and requests our help with a tow. The laws mandate I render an immediate assist.
So now I have a very unhappy Brit wife, I'm towing another boat in heavy wind and the boat dock has a one hour backup!
And this is only the second time I have attempted to dock my new boat.
Finally we docked (soft crashed into it) and I got the boat on the trailer. Whew!! Back to our storage yard. Big crash as we drive along. The trailer jack has fallen off the trailer! BLARGH! Sunday afternoon- where do I get trailer parts?
Having an unreliable TR6 prepared me for the new boat. I had a massive tool kit aboard. I field stripped nut and bolts off the trailer and jury rigged the jack back on well enough to get the boat unhooked from my Jeep.
Thus ended our 2 hour Brit Harbour Tour- 10 hours after we started. Here's a very wet photo of poor drenched Wendy being a good sport.
