Larry Harp
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Got to the lake early Saturday morning and get the boat ready to launch. I waited for what seemed like a lifetime for a guy launching a small boat by himself to clear the ramp. Just as he gets out of the way two old guys with an antique Lowe come whipping in and with me starting to back down, they head right down and take the left side of the ramp. Since I'm launching by myself, floating off with a rope, I couldn't launch for fear that the wind would drift my boat into theirs. So I wait for them to get out of the way. Finally I'm in the water. The lake is way up from all the rain we've had recently. There is a row of trees with a small gap that I have to go through to get back to the good spots. I'm a little disorented because many of the tree stickups I know are there are now submerged. The two old guys in the Lowe are tied up to the tree line, bobber fishing. I'm already in a PO'ed mood because of all the time I wasted at the ramp waiting at the ramp for the worlds slowest guy and then the two old guys so I decide to give 'em a little rockin' wake. I've gone through that gap a thousand times on plane but this time I go through slow and then hammer it to wake the old guys. I go no farther than 20 or 30 yards when BAAAAMM I hit something pretty solid. Tore one blade off and dog-eared the others. That'll be the third prop this year.
I felt like Elmer Fudd when he says,"I know every tree in the forest" and then turns around and walks right into one.
Harpo
I felt like Elmer Fudd when he says,"I know every tree in the forest" and then turns around and walks right into one.
Harpo