EricM
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Hard telling just how much of my fishing ability comes from my boat smelling like skipjack and threadfin shad and from my boat being "camouflaged" by looking like a mud island, but I'm about to find out. I got a bug up my butt (a BIG one!) and took to spending a couple of these recent beautiful days washing and scrubbing and bleaching and removing rust stains and touching up the old girl (the boat, not Mary). Holy, um, poop!! The boat is white!!!!!!! I hurt like hell, but it looks like, well, not exactly new, but maybe like a well cared-for boat. At least from a distance...........
She needs a little upholstery work, but that can be done in the off-season. Wait a minute - there is no off-season, something is always biting, or should be. I am going to need rotator cuff surgery soon, so that is probably as good of a time as any. I even changed a couple of the screws and bolts to nice stainless steel ones and got rid of a rusty latch or two. I scrubbed the trailer fenders - especially the one that a tire shredded under and beat it silly with wildly flapping strips of rubber, leaving it look like the burn-out area at a drag strip. Just as bad, the birds love to sit on the boat's stainless rails and, well, we all know what they do - a lot - and even they once again gleam. The neighbors now drive past and wave at me again - with their whole hand! Kinda pleasant. And different.
I thought that I'd get a picture of her since it is entirely possible that this could be the last time that particular bug found that particular bit of anatomy on me.........................
She needs a little upholstery work, but that can be done in the off-season. Wait a minute - there is no off-season, something is always biting, or should be. I am going to need rotator cuff surgery soon, so that is probably as good of a time as any. I even changed a couple of the screws and bolts to nice stainless steel ones and got rid of a rusty latch or two. I scrubbed the trailer fenders - especially the one that a tire shredded under and beat it silly with wildly flapping strips of rubber, leaving it look like the burn-out area at a drag strip. Just as bad, the birds love to sit on the boat's stainless rails and, well, we all know what they do - a lot - and even they once again gleam. The neighbors now drive past and wave at me again - with their whole hand! Kinda pleasant. And different.
I thought that I'd get a picture of her since it is entirely possible that this could be the last time that particular bug found that particular bit of anatomy on me.........................
