Now, just what I DON'T need is a BOAT which is defined as a hole in the water into which one pours money. I am thinking I can either clean it up and EBAY it, as this brand of fiberglas boat was known as a heck of a good boat, or give it away to some other sucker. As it turns out, this is not the trailer for it. I found the old trailer back in the weeds and got the wheels off it. They are in my shed now waiting to see if I think they will hold air long enough to get the thing home.So then, I had to sit and have a beer with Bob, which is enjoyable enough, but I also had to watch him show me how to massage a chicken into napping on one's lap. Not MY lap, mind you...
