fergie_mac66
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Whats the first shear pin breakage you remember!
Hm first time I broke a sheer pin, 20 years ago, I learned to carry spares or a least something that would do (pins of pop rivets ) maybe pliers split pins socket sets,er tool box, braces ..... and a seat!
I want to tell you a story confessional like. It was in Porto Colomb in Majorca
I took my ex and her 79 year old Gran by dingy to a little beach(for an hr ) ,at middday , about a mile . That was my first mistake no seat. Only a steel 2 gall fuel can , I did remember the oars though. Ran into a black plastic bag in surf hmm "Oh dear" Homer says "shear pin gone". So, rowed back, well if you can call it rowing in a rubber duck for a mile in surf , only had speedos on, 2 gall can had a handle though
, which didn't quite fit. I was supposed to be no more than an hr .. but couple of beers or three .. the sun was hot .. found a Belgium bloke with a nail the right size said I could have 2.. hmm .. "no sok" I say " only need one" motors back.. Did I mention I chucked the black plastic bag back In the drink (Homer Simson doh sounds) . I remember saying WTF 's that doing here ... well wrapped it round the prop again .. No sign of ex , note she's an ex. Gran was huddled under the one bush on the beach .. about 2foot 6 high ! 2:30 now, so rowed back, I hate steel fuel cans, find the Belgian . hmm I say "can I "borro" another nail .. a couple oh well maybe 4 beers later... back at the beach no Gran .. no black plastic bag either, tucked under fuel can, got to be eco with them old bags.
Ex had fetched a taxi .. I hate steel fuel cans with handles. BEER is good consolation though .Well thats what Homer says.
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edit think i had better mention I didnt keep my gran on beach by drinking beer. the beer went down in about 30 secs !
Hm first time I broke a sheer pin, 20 years ago, I learned to carry spares or a least something that would do (pins of pop rivets ) maybe pliers split pins socket sets,er tool box, braces ..... and a seat!
I want to tell you a story confessional like. It was in Porto Colomb in Majorca
I took my ex and her 79 year old Gran by dingy to a little beach(for an hr ) ,at middday , about a mile . That was my first mistake no seat. Only a steel 2 gall fuel can , I did remember the oars though. Ran into a black plastic bag in surf hmm "Oh dear" Homer says "shear pin gone". So, rowed back, well if you can call it rowing in a rubber duck for a mile in surf , only had speedos on, 2 gall can had a handle though
, which didn't quite fit. I was supposed to be no more than an hr .. but couple of beers or three .. the sun was hot .. found a Belgium bloke with a nail the right size said I could have 2.. hmm .. "no sok" I say " only need one" motors back.. Did I mention I chucked the black plastic bag back In the drink (Homer Simson doh sounds) . I remember saying WTF 's that doing here ... well wrapped it round the prop again .. No sign of ex , note she's an ex. Gran was huddled under the one bush on the beach .. about 2foot 6 high ! 2:30 now, so rowed back, I hate steel fuel cans, find the Belgian . hmm I say "can I "borro" another nail .. a couple oh well maybe 4 beers later... back at the beach no Gran .. no black plastic bag either, tucked under fuel can, got to be eco with them old bags.Ex had fetched a taxi .. I hate steel fuel cans with handles. BEER is good consolation though .Well thats what Homer says.
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edit think i had better mention I didnt keep my gran on beach by drinking beer. the beer went down in about 30 secs !
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