I thought boating would be something that my son and I could do together, so I bought my first boat a few weeks ago. The boat that I ended up buying didn't come with an outboad. No problem, there is a marine racing shop nearby that sells used outboards.
I brought the boat home then headed to the marine racing place. He sold me a great little 25hp Evinrude w/ tiller steering. Shortly-there-after, I was mounting it on the transom of my new boat. My whole family was outside for this momentous occasion - Daddy's new boat was now seaworthy!
It was too late to hit the water, but I really wanted to hear that sweet little Evinrude run again. I drug an empty trash can around to the front of the house, scooted it under the motor, and filled it with water.
Here we go . . .
The motor started on the first pull and sounded great. I easily revved it up a few times, and all was well. Then I realized that if I put it in gear, I would be able to rev it up even more. So I kicked it in forward and let'er rip!
It created a churning volcano of water so violent that it actually broke the plastic trash can apart and sprayed garbage water all over the the front of my garage. My son, who was in the boat, ran towards the bow, high-stepping over the three bench seats like they were hurdles in an attempt to climb into the truck bed for safety. My wife and oldest daughter ran into the neighbor's yard, while my 19 month old just stood on the porch steps screaming - it was her only defense.
Within seconds, I had the engine shutdown, but the "ego damage" was done. I ended up pressure washing the front of the house until 9:30 that night.
Oh well, it needed cleaned anyway.
I brought the boat home then headed to the marine racing place. He sold me a great little 25hp Evinrude w/ tiller steering. Shortly-there-after, I was mounting it on the transom of my new boat. My whole family was outside for this momentous occasion - Daddy's new boat was now seaworthy!
It was too late to hit the water, but I really wanted to hear that sweet little Evinrude run again. I drug an empty trash can around to the front of the house, scooted it under the motor, and filled it with water.
Here we go . . .
The motor started on the first pull and sounded great. I easily revved it up a few times, and all was well. Then I realized that if I put it in gear, I would be able to rev it up even more. So I kicked it in forward and let'er rip!
It created a churning volcano of water so violent that it actually broke the plastic trash can apart and sprayed garbage water all over the the front of my garage. My son, who was in the boat, ran towards the bow, high-stepping over the three bench seats like they were hurdles in an attempt to climb into the truck bed for safety. My wife and oldest daughter ran into the neighbor's yard, while my 19 month old just stood on the porch steps screaming - it was her only defense.
Within seconds, I had the engine shutdown, but the "ego damage" was done. I ended up pressure washing the front of the house until 9:30 that night.
Oh well, it needed cleaned anyway.