polyanna
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Slipped the old girl out at Port Dinorwic, trailered her upto Fleetwood with no Drama. So far so good.
Last Tuesday evening backed her down the bottom of the slip in the fishdock. Not quite enough water to float her off so unhitched and off to the chippy for fish and chips while waiting for the tide to come in.
Came back - B*ll*cks, tide's swept in and she's nearly afloat. No panic - roll up trousers wade out to trailer attache tow rope. So far so good, if a little cold. Jump on board - start engine, warm her up, unclip winch strap and back her off.
Mate sounds the horn and flashes lights - Damn tow rope has snapped. No need to panic, we can sort the trailer out later.
Notice the swing bridge is open, which meens the fishing boats are due back in. Sh!t forgot to monitor the VHF. No panic I'll have her round on her berth before they come in.
Head in to the marina, half way down the channel and the engine cuts out, will not restart and a horrible smell of burnt out electrics coming from the engine bay !! PANIC!!!
Luckyly a light breeze pushed her slowly on to the pontoon where we could handball her round into a vacant berth.
Went back to the slip and could only just see the tip of the trailer winch above the water. Ok nothing for it but to eat our soggy and only slightly warm chips and wait for the tide to receed.
An hour later it was low enough for me to don the waders and lash the trailer straps to the trailer and haul the trailer out. Then back to our digs just before midnight. By this time my mate was not impressed by the little challenges that boating throws up.
Moved her to her proper berth this week using the outboard for the tender(with the help of same mate). Now I just have to find a replacement ignition coil.
Ain' this boating lark fun !! /forums/images/graemlins/smile.gif
Last Tuesday evening backed her down the bottom of the slip in the fishdock. Not quite enough water to float her off so unhitched and off to the chippy for fish and chips while waiting for the tide to come in.
Came back - B*ll*cks, tide's swept in and she's nearly afloat. No panic - roll up trousers wade out to trailer attache tow rope. So far so good, if a little cold. Jump on board - start engine, warm her up, unclip winch strap and back her off.
Mate sounds the horn and flashes lights - Damn tow rope has snapped. No need to panic, we can sort the trailer out later.
Notice the swing bridge is open, which meens the fishing boats are due back in. Sh!t forgot to monitor the VHF. No panic I'll have her round on her berth before they come in.
Head in to the marina, half way down the channel and the engine cuts out, will not restart and a horrible smell of burnt out electrics coming from the engine bay !! PANIC!!!
Luckyly a light breeze pushed her slowly on to the pontoon where we could handball her round into a vacant berth.
Went back to the slip and could only just see the tip of the trailer winch above the water. Ok nothing for it but to eat our soggy and only slightly warm chips and wait for the tide to receed.
An hour later it was low enough for me to don the waders and lash the trailer straps to the trailer and haul the trailer out. Then back to our digs just before midnight. By this time my mate was not impressed by the little challenges that boating throws up.
Moved her to her proper berth this week using the outboard for the tender(with the help of same mate). Now I just have to find a replacement ignition coil.
Ain' this boating lark fun !! /forums/images/graemlins/smile.gif