No Fish...Boat Problems

Well, I didn't catch a thing. The tides were a little fast, and the water a little cold. I did snap this picture of a pelican. It was nice out there too. Paul's son, Nick, was having a good time. At first his 9 yr old hands were clenched to the seat, just in case his body had a wild sensation of being thrown out. I remembered perching on top of an inner-tube when I was that age. I was deathly afraid of the craw-dad's that were on the bottom of the river we were floating down. After 3 hours of floating, I could barely move. But Nick was braver than I was at that age. He even drove a little.

The boat gave me a scare after we were ready to come in. It didn't want to give me any power. No start. I had to re-drop the anchor and play with some wires. Then it didn't want to find neutral to start. Then it wouldn't start, but would turn over. I'd adjusted the air/gas ratios that morning and threw the whole thing into a tiffy. But finally it ran.