Holes In Water/Simonson Photo

Wedged into the narrow corner under the removable jumpseat in the big boat which had just come out of storage this weekend, I struggled to aim my headlamp and balance the beam from my phone light at the connectors on top of the battery terminals, the snap of electric sulfur and scent of gear grease heavy in the transom compartment. Unable to figure out why the hydraulic pump for the trim on the motor would not work when just the day before it had, it took me several attempts, before out of the corner of my eye, I caught a rogue wire dangling down into the darkness behind the battery.  Reattaching the circle connector to the post and tightening down the wingut, I rejoiced as the system gave out a grindy whine with the motor in the full upright position, knowing I’d just saved myself another hundred-dollar trip to the shop.

Few statements regarding the outdoors are more accurate than “a boat is a hole in the water into which money is thrown.”  Throughout my two decades of fishing, I’ve owned a few boats, and the seemingly genetic mechanical aptitude of my paternal grandfather appears to have been a recessive trait I did not inherit resulting in most of my watercraft making regular visits to the marina to keep them running.  While they’ve all been hand-me-downs and holes of various depths, each requiring their own share of TLC to not only get them seaworthy from season-to-season, but also when getting significant makeovers as my location and uses for them changes.  

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