Dan Wahl's blog.

Every blue moon something profound runs through my head. And every damn day something worth re-telling happens to me or people I look at/breath on. The documenting of this is actually the result of more than a few instances of prodding from my friend Lance... as of just recently, Lance is contributing some stuff of his own. It will be under the name "Worms".

Sunday, November 06, 2005

The Boat runs "fine"

I'm posting this second hand from Dan the man because he'll probably never get around to doing it and I am looking for any excuse to not be doing school work.

Around 10:00 pm on a wonderful Friday evening I get a call from the Dan which consisted of him asking if my boat (actually my dad's) is running and can he borrow it. Sure I say, call the house, my dad won't have a problem with it. Seems his boat was having issues as usual.

This adventure started when the Dan suggested to a group of friends that they go down the river and per the norm everyone thought it was a great idea. The unusual part is that everyone actually showed up, usually Dan will plan for 10 people and 2 will show up.

So the Dan asks his grandfather "How is the boat running?"

"The boat is running fine" came the reply.

And now the Dan did something else unusual, he tested the boat by running it in the yard and it indeed ran fine (usually there is no planning or forethought given to what could go wrong). Next came the truck with which the Dan was going to pull the boat, after an inspection it was decided that the truck needed a new battery. This made the Dan surprisingly happy because every time the Dan does something, there is 'something' that goes wrong.

Secure in the fact that the truck battery was the 'something' for the night he set off for the boat launch. The boat was loaded and launched in short order; the Dan idled away from the dock.

Passing out of the no wake zone, the boat full of people, the Dan pushes the throttle forward, the engine begins to rev as the boat attempts to come on plane and then nothing. The Dan, I'm guessing, grinned sheepishly as the boat load of people stared at with a look of WTF?

You see the engine had a blown head gasket, a fact which the Dan's grandfather failed to disclose because despite having a blown head gasket the boat ran "fine". Upon learning this the Dan was not happy. And unfortunately the rest the night went about as well an engine with a blown head gasket runs...

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