Story time.
A couple weekends ago I had a couple beers for breakfast. This was the morning after I filled the boat with water to check for leaks.
As the beers went down my excitement went up about a shakedown run. (Remember I had just got the godforsaken mercury running a day or two before.)
The boat trailer was hitched to my garden tractor and nose down and very much full of water even with the drain plug pulled.
I decided it was a good idea to back her down the hill in the backyard so she would drain and I could take her out to the sea.
The girlfriend protested this plan very much but I persisted.
As you would expect, it didn't go well. The boat edged down the hill, the water in the boat shifted to the back, the tractor brakes decided they weren't up for the task. I threw her in first and dug some nice trenches with the tires. This also got things jackknifed. The tractor started to go over and I jumped for my life.
The old lady was screaming, the tractor was running upside down, the boat was uncoupled and looked to be crashed into my neighbors barn and I was lawndarted into, my lawn.
Long story short, the boat bounced off the fender of my parts tractor and stopped a foot from hitting the neighbors barn. The poor guy now has a tiny dent in the back corner. I flipped the tractor back over with my truck and its fine. My neck and shoulder was sore for a week. The old lady gave me shit for the rest of the weekend.
After this episode, I decided to delay the shakedown run until I had my shit together to avoid any future boating accidents. Given that I'd already had one and we haven't been in the water yet.
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It is now Friday, I am drinking coffee. The plan is to apply registration stickers to the boat and redo the trailer wiring and lights.
Then beers and shakedown run! FTW