Took the Super G out again last night with my Dad...had a blast with one exception...well...two exceptions...

Ive been getting more aggressive, and I'm seeing how tight and fast I can corner with her, and how hard I can accelerate out of those corners. We were practicing on a salom bouy about 40 yards away.

Well, I swashed it quite a fews times, and on the 5th swash, the engine died...bummer.

I know, I know...the rule is to ALWAYS have a retrieval method, but my first run went so well, we left the kayak at home.

So there we are...no wind, no boat, no fishing pole...nothing. The water is 57 degrees...warm enough to swim in without a wet suit, but I really didn't want to do that. We found a half inflated plastic ski tube in the boat house, and I decided to perch myself on it, and paddle out to the boat...about 40 yards away.

That went well...I was able to retrieve the boat, and get off tube, with only getting a little water on my shorts.

Now I'm pretty smart I think, so what do I do? Thats right, fired her up, and went right back at it. And what happens you ask? You guessed it, but this time I hit the bouy, and it take in about 2 quarts of water!

With the engine dead, I can plainly she she took in a bunch of water, as the small chop was actually splashing into the boat over the transom.

While the Super has flotation in the bow, I certainly didn't want to test its effectiveness...especially in 80' of water!

So in a hurry, instead of carefully perching my self on the tube, I though I could put the tube in the water, and sort of "fall" on it if you will.

So I go to "fall" on it, and the freakin' thing pops out from under me. Thats right, completely in the 57 degree water with my shorts, underwear, and sweatshirt, and my Dad laughing almost hysterically at me.

So, clutching the tube from side, I swim out and rescue the boat.

Once back on dock, it was warmer if I took the soaking sweat shirt off, which I did. So now I'm standing there with no shirt, soaking shorts...its about 65 degrees out.

Anyhow, we dump the water out and inspect the boat. I taped the radio box up good, as it was completely dry inside. We were also sure no water got into the tank. We popped the plug, and yank the pull cord...nothing, so we put it back, and it started first time.

All the controls were working...My Dad and I looked at each other...and without saying a word...we put it right back in the water!

We ran it for another 40 minutes, without incident, but this will show how much fun this boat is...there I am, shivering in soaking shorts...but with a huge grin in my face...

Nuff said...