Yesterday was a fishing day. My girls just returned from 2 weeks away at camp and the first thing they wanted to do was go fishing. They had seen pictures of some of the great fish we had been catching over the past two weeks and couldn’t wait to get out on the water. We love morning fishing so everyone was up early and ready to go. 7:00 AM the boat is in the water, supplier ready and everyone eager to get out there and land a big one. All that is left to do is get the motor revved up and we will be on our way. A task that would prove difficult and futile. The motor would not start.
After 30 minutes of tinkering with the motor and nothing happening, we sadly decided to pack it in. We went and did a little shore fishing but unfortunately, it is harder to catch bigger fish from shore on this river. I resolved to deal with the motor when we got home.
Once home I pulled the cap off the motor again and continued with my tinkering. I remembered that we had had some really heavy rain over the past week and had a sneaky feeling that things got a little wet inside. Things were also starting to look a little dirty so I decided that I would give the motor a good wipe down and a cleaning. Especially the spark plugs. When I pulled the caps off them they were quite coated with crud so a good wiped down was certainly in order.
The motor started up on the first pull after some tender loving care. I must tell you, there was some excitement in the air and the girls were jumping for joy.
“Can we go fishing now?” So, we loaded the boat back up and went out to do a little early evening fishing, something we had been wanting to do for a little while. Everyone had a blast, we caught about 25 panfish and Steph had a monster bass on her line that flew up about a foot out of the water and snapped her line. That was exciting!!!. Then the night was capped off with this:
I guess it was fate to fish in the evening.