lncoop
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We spent most of the weekend at some friends' lake house. We had to be back Sunday morning for my niece's baptism, so the plan was to go ahead and trailer the barge Saturday night so we wouldn't have to get up as early Sunday morning. As always, the admiral backed the trailer in flawlessly, then I loaded the boat and she pulled up (I'll spare you the rest of the loading routine). Halfway up the ramp she had her head out the window and was shouting "What's that noise?" It was an awful squeal. My first thought was the brakes were locked and were rubbing the tires, but I soon discovered that wasn't the problem. One of the bunks had broken and part of the port toon was resting on the fender, which was of course taking it out on the tire. I had planned to replace it in the next couple of weeks, but had I realized how weak it was I would have already replaced it. I splashed the boat again and ran it back over to the lake house while the admiral took the trailer back over. We left the next morning sans boat and went back after church to replace the bunk and bring her home. As frustrating as it was to burn that time and gas, I just kept thinking about what could have happened if that bunk had chosen to hold up until we hit the freeway. Always something with these boats. No one in his right mind would own one. Now, where do we go this weekend..........