It ain’t a good weekend or show til someone gets towed in. And so it goes, the circle of life for Woody Boaters. Only this time, I have to say, I did not see this one coming. I suppose that’s the case in life and the big reason I so love this passion. Because it’s always something, and no matter how confident you are, ship happens.
Now, this all comes from how I use… the hell out of my boats. The sort of things that go wrong, or right, are timeless, and part of the fun.
The other day, I felt a little something in WECATCHEM’s performance. She was running like a sewing machine. But at one point, you could feel it putter at around 2500 rpm. And then it happened, we lost a cylinder. IN WECATCHEM! Not Stinky, which is a time bomb! What the hell?
So I pulled the plugs, and mmmmmmm what the hell, thats not good. And then it just got worse..
So? ALL IS NOT LOST.. The good news is the piston is clean. I stopped it in time. Looks like a new seat and valve. Which YES, can be done without.. WITHOUT tearing the engine apart.
Parts are on their way, I am sending the Valve and Seat to Van Ness who is getting us a new one, and hopefully will be boating next weekend.
But the real news is how Stinky rose to the occasion! She ran like a champ, and you could feel her pride in showing her younger sister up! isnt that what little sisters do to each other.
So a fun tow to the ramp certainly was a sight. A 1937 Rat towing a 1948 work of art. And so is life in Woodyboaterville.
Send us in your weekend stories, I know you have some. After all I am sure you all are getting tired of my adventures. I know I am. Woohooo! A full week of boating and only one down. Thats a good week in my book!