So, it looks like there are all sorts of perfect classic boater weekends. Fellow Woody Boater Brian Swanson balances out my perfect weekend…. Here it is in his own words. Brian you are not alone..
Memorial Day Mishaps and Mayhem
by Brian Swanson
I’ve noticed that none of my boating stories include college girls throwing their clothes into the lake as we’re screaming across the water at high speed while I protest insincerely and admonish them to cease their unseemly and destructive behavior….
– Failed fuel pump.
– Smashed windshield
– Catastrophic engine failure.
– Shaft Log failure/leak
– Vent tube issues/gas fumes
– Cracked plank
– Pier damage
and now…my beautiful bronze four-blade propeller is in Davy Jones’ Locker at the bottom of Boone Lake in Tennessee in 117 ft. of water.
I’m still clueless how this happened. I didn’t hit anything: no bumps, no thumps, no teeth-gnashing sounds of twisting metal and shattering mahogany – nothing! One moment we’re screaming across the lake at high speed (again, no college girls), and the next my engine is whining in high-pitch protest as the shaft spins freely in the water.
The prop did not fall off…the shaft sheared and snapped just aft of where the propeller once rested. Note the pictures. The last few centimeters of the key notch are visible.
Certainly, I got the shaft! Now, I need a shaft. I’m hoping to find a after-Memorial-Day sale on propeller shafts! I’ve contacted my peeps at the Antique Boat Center.
My Wooden Boat adventures are suspended until further notice.