I got to spend a couple days at the cabin with my boys this weekend. We have been planning it for a week or so. So when I woke up Friday morning with Strep, I decided to just tough it out and head on up there anyway. We got there at about 5 p.m., and we launched the boat right away. I wanted to hang a few yo-yos before it got dark because the boys really enjoy that. I realized pretty quick that I wasn't going to be able to run the outboard and hang the yo-yos too, so I decided that it was a good time to teach my oldest how to operate the outboard. I told him to always make sure that it is in neutral, give it some throttle, and pull the rope. Apparently, this confused him, oh he gave it plenty of throttle alright, but it was in gear! We ran at about half speed through the lay-down I was about to tie a yo-yo to, RAMPED a Cypress stump and then slammed into the bank! Man, when I saw that tree coming at me, I gripped that yo-yo so hard that it ripped the whole branch off the tree! When we came to a stop, I was sitting there holding that limb and yo-yo with the hook buried in the palm of my hand! I also realized that I now had a broke trolling motor! I guess I had it coming, I did this to my grandpa several times when he was teaching me all those years ago. Yeah buddy, good times.


C.J.