Check this out!!!
This is a boat. Kelly's boat. The bottom side of Kelly's boat with a 9 inch tear! If you have a minute, it's a fun little story....
Unfortunately, this isn't the only damage it suffered in a storm here this past Friday. As a result of the high winds, it came loose from the dock and spent the night slamming into the rocks on the shore line. (That's not the fun part...It gets better.) Luckily, it was still attached to the mooring so it never went too far. It must have been locked up on the rocks for a while. Friday, it seemed all was good as the propeller wasn't damaged. That night, Kelly and I decided, on a whim, to take it way out into the lake and watch the sunset. What a great idea and off we went! As we sat there, we noticed the bilge pump was running quite a bit more than normal although, the boat had no water in it. When alas it was good and dark, we started back. We were giggling as we forgot to leave any outside lights on at the lake house and had to really pay attention to where we were going. All of a sudden, the motor died. Crap! out of gas!! Luckily we were relatively close to the dock so I paddled for all I was worth to get us properly set up, which was a feat as it was very windy and pretty choppy. We were saving the last little bit of gas to bring us cleanly to the dock. When she turned the engine over, it started and then died again right away. Oh dear! We were then being hurled towards the neighbor's dock, back end first! Panic! If only the neighbor was home, they could have helped. Nope. We were completely on our own and completely clueless. After bobbling around the neighbor's dock we finally got things under control enough to realize that all we had to do now was for one of us to manage actually getting out of the boat to walk next door (in the pitch dark) and retrieve the gas can. Good! Got it! Except then we couldn't figure out to get the gas into the boat. Meanwhile, the bilge was running and running. We couldn't leave the boat tied there as their dock took quite a hit from the storm itself and we doubted it could handle this big of a boat. I finally, after much procrastination and a ton of laughs, stripped down and jumped into the deep dark night water of Lake Assawompsett, swimming (hard I might add, with the chop) and pulling the boat back to it's proper place. That was it for that night. That was enough.
It wasn't until the next day when Kelly's husband went into the water to inspect the boat that the gigantic hole was found. He bailed for a bit and all was well until yesterday, Sunday. Kelly and I met at the lake house for our walk only to find the boat well on it's way to sinking. We knew it was bad when we arrived there and there was a duck in it! (here's a pic of Donald duck)... http://hocusfocusd70.smugmug.com/gallery/8095536_9i72c#603641724_y79RD
The bilge pump had quit and the boat was now filled with ankle deep water. We bailed and bailed. Finally, another neighbor (gotta love neighbors!) came and hauled the boat out of the water. Which brings me to this photo....This is what we found. It looks pretty bad. This is the same boat that we were out on when we came across the horse from my last daily. I guess we won't be doing that again any time too soon. Woe is me. Woer is Kelly!
The boat was never out of gas. I t was out of something though. What ever it takes to keep a motor running when the insulating layer is taking on water must run out eventually. That's the long and short of it!