A couple of weeks ago I purchased a new (used) motor from a guy about 300 miles from where I live. Got up around 5 in the morning to make this trek so i could be home at a decent time in the afternoon. The trip went well, got home back around 4 or so that afternoon. <br /><br /> I forgot to mention that it was a 120hp outboard. Anyways, when i got home I called a friend of mine to come help me unload to motor and set it on the back of my boat. I had quickly forgotten that just a few hours earlier it took 2 guys every bit of energy to move it a couple of feet into the back of the truck. So my friend (victom) came over and the plan was to carry it off the back of the truck, into the garage (1 car) and set it on the boat. This is about 30 or so feet to the back of the boat.<br /><br /> After quite a struggle we got the motor out of the back of the truck. The next trick was to actually carry it where it needed to go. Keep in mind i have a 1 car garage with just barely enough room to walk around the boat to get to the back end.<br /><br /> Being that it is my motor i volunteer to take the powerhead end. So here we are "tippy toeing" up into the garage squeezing between the boat and the walls. Good thing about outboards is that there are plenty of areas on it to get a good hold. <br /><br /> We finally reach the back of the boat and with a short break decide that the hard part is over, just smooth sailing from here. The outboard has the vise type tighten clamps on the top so that should make it easy. So on the count of 3 it was time to go. One, Two, Three,,,, Up we go. About the time we got the motor up high enough over the transom and the front of the clamps hit the transom, OFF GOES THE BOAT. I did forget to mention that once you get out of my garage there is about a 15-20 degree slope down to the street. So here we are, holding this outboard up in the air watching my boat go down the driveway feeling completely helpless. First thought to drop outboard and run after the boat, but, after moving the boat around a couple of times in the garage I knew that there was no way I could stop the boat. At this point I closed my eyes and waited for the big THUD. That would be the sound of the boat hitting my wifes blazer. Did I mention my wife hates boats? So while my eyes are closed i hear a sraping metal sound. Expecting it to be a thud i open my eyes and the boat had stopped short. We both set the outboard down on the skeg carefully to go out and check the miracle out. When I walked around the front of the boat i could not believe my eyes. It seemed that my kids scooter was sitting in the driveway in front of the blazer and had gotten pushed for a few feet but ended up snagging a crack and wedged the boat so it couldnt move. Who would have thought cracks in the driveway were good,,, and after all of those times yelling at my kids to put there crap away, I am glad they ignored me again. Bottom line, BUY SOME CHOCKS.
<br /><br />so did you get the boat back in the garage, and get the motor on it yet?
