Not actually boating but did involve a boat and trailer,
decided to get my sons skiboat out of the storage yard a few mins drive away,
he was at work and reminded me by text that it's a heavy trailer to lift up ( jockey wheel bracket is cactus )
replied that l'd take a trolley jack with me to lift the drawbar up of the ground
everything was going fine until l needed to shove the drawbar over a tad to line up to the ball, maybe half an inch,
that's when things went balls up...or down...
hitch slipped of the top of the ball and fell of the jack dropping the drawbar straight onto my foot at the base of my toes...
l found out just how heavy that boat really is
REALLY, REALLY HEAVY...
And my foot was trapped...no matter what l did or tried to do l couldn't lift the drawbar with only one place to get one hand on ( the hitch handle ) to move it at all,
stuck between the car and trailer and not able to extract myself from a fairly simple event was slightly ridiculous and frustrating...and very painful at the same time
Small town, no one around, remote controlled entry and l had the remote 150 yds from the gate and the pain was getting worse...thinking of broken toes/ bones etc
tried scratching gravel and dirt away with my fingers...didn't work
luckily enough l still had my phone in me trackie daks so was able to contact one son but he wouldn't be able to get there for 40 mins or so l bit the bullet and tried to call the local one woman police station but the call was diverted to Hobart HQ and l spoke to a very helpful lady who took all the details and 15 mins later a male police officer parked next to the 8 ft high gate and used the bonnet to climb over it,
l was very grateful when he lifted the rotten thing of me foot...and feeling a bit stoopid as well
if it had been the female officer l would've kissed her...or tried
but
morale of the story?
always carry ya phone with ya...without that l would 've been there a LOT longer,
don't wear crocs when doing stuff like that,
start acting me age...
l ain't a young bloke anymore...lows 60's... just cain't do the things them young 30 yr old blokes do anymore,
went to the docs later...no broken bones just bruising...
cheers
decided to get my sons skiboat out of the storage yard a few mins drive away,
he was at work and reminded me by text that it's a heavy trailer to lift up ( jockey wheel bracket is cactus )
replied that l'd take a trolley jack with me to lift the drawbar up of the ground
everything was going fine until l needed to shove the drawbar over a tad to line up to the ball, maybe half an inch,
that's when things went balls up...or down...
hitch slipped of the top of the ball and fell of the jack dropping the drawbar straight onto my foot at the base of my toes...
l found out just how heavy that boat really is
REALLY, REALLY HEAVY...
And my foot was trapped...no matter what l did or tried to do l couldn't lift the drawbar with only one place to get one hand on ( the hitch handle ) to move it at all,
stuck between the car and trailer and not able to extract myself from a fairly simple event was slightly ridiculous and frustrating...and very painful at the same time
Small town, no one around, remote controlled entry and l had the remote 150 yds from the gate and the pain was getting worse...thinking of broken toes/ bones etc
tried scratching gravel and dirt away with my fingers...didn't work
luckily enough l still had my phone in me trackie daks so was able to contact one son but he wouldn't be able to get there for 40 mins or so l bit the bullet and tried to call the local one woman police station but the call was diverted to Hobart HQ and l spoke to a very helpful lady who took all the details and 15 mins later a male police officer parked next to the 8 ft high gate and used the bonnet to climb over it,
l was very grateful when he lifted the rotten thing of me foot...and feeling a bit stoopid as well
if it had been the female officer l would've kissed her...or tried
but
morale of the story?
always carry ya phone with ya...without that l would 've been there a LOT longer,
don't wear crocs when doing stuff like that,
start acting me age...
l ain't a young bloke anymore...lows 60's... just cain't do the things them young 30 yr old blokes do anymore,
went to the docs later...no broken bones just bruising...
cheers