Laid out of work yesterday to go fishing with my brother. It was an awful day.
First off his motor battery was too weak to start his outboard. No problem, we'll take the one off my truck to use. Worked fine for awhile. Maybe my battery is getting a little old and weak itself? We were a couple of miles out, and the battery didn't have enough power left to start the motor. Oh well, no big deal he had a brand new powerful electric trolling motor mounted on the front of his boat, that should run close to 3mph. That thing runs on 2 big batteries. Well, it did pretty good for about a quarter of a mile. Uhn it was moving us slowly and getting slower. We got within a half mile of the boat launch, and all we had to do was cross a wind swept channel, follow the bank into the wind, round a long rocky point and then the wind should be in our favor. We could see the prop on the electric motor turning, slowly. My brother exclaimed there was no way we'd make it. I grasped the only paddle we had on board, standard equipment aboard a motor boat, and I dug in to the cold water with all I had. We made it across to the other side with out losing to much ground to the strong wind. Now we jumped out into the knee deep water to tow the boat into the wind toward the long rocky point that we had to round. Walking the boat wasn't very hard except we kept sinking in the mud every here and there. At one time I sunk down to my rear end[emoji50]I'm glad I was hanging on to the boat so I could pull myself up, then I realized I had my phone in my pocket. I pulled it out and noticed it was on and looked ok, thank goodness, so I laid it on the seat in the boat and we continued our trek up the shore line. Made it around the point and drifted the last 200 yards to the boat launch. We were wet cold and worn out. I backed the trailer in, loaded the boat then pulled along side my truck to reinstall my mostly dead battery. After a quick hook up with the jumper cables, my truck fired up, and we off to a local restaurant. My brother was heart broken. All three of his batteries have felled, severally. Never have we ever had to walk a boat. My phone was dead. It must've took on more water then I thought. What a horrible day it was.
A bag of rice and 24 hrs later, my phone is back in service, thank goodness. My brother had his batteries checked and ended up replacing all three of them.
I'm so glad it didn't up worse. If we didn't make it across the wind swept channel, we would've been blown about a mile away to another shoreline where we would've had to call for a tow $$$? If my phone would've not come back to life 500$. Uhg
What a fishing trip.
The Great Outdoors
