Get to sit in my boat this weekend and make noises.....

Skiuseme

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Excited for the weekend as I get to sit in my boat and make noises. I haven't done that in awhile. Projects this weekend is as follows. 1. Add a battery with a Battery isolator. 2. Add an old sub and amp that I have had laying around and not in use. 3. Dry fit the new toys for my children.

Looking forward to a good year of boating and hoping to add a bunch of hours to the meter of use. Boat has been dry for too many days over the past few years but, this year it will change. We are looking forward to it.
 

brian4321

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This is my favorite time of year...I have 6-7 months of boating and wakeboarding just starting👍👍
 

aspeck

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I need time to fix a gas tank leak! The garage reeks of gas fumes! Anyone got a match?
 

redneck joe

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Igot lucky and have a great boss she let me hit the lake for a couple hours.


About an hour of running to different cove, a couple beer and a burger and a few casts.
 

Skiuseme

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Got Everything finished. Only took 5 hours to do but, that's ok. I had to test it out also.....
 

MH Hawker

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i have had several decent days, so far i have added 5 hours to the clock, including 1.5 today :D
 

Woodnaut

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This was written 165 years ago, but based on some of the above comments it appears no less true today.

Call me Ishmael. Some years ago - never mind how long precisely - having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen and regulating the circulation. Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off - then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me.

:)
 
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