Personal Narrative: My Dad Changed My Life
Since I was eight years old my family has always had a boat. From fishing, tubing, hunting and just cruising we did it all. My Dad’s first boat, Nitro 189 Fish and Ski, was the light of my life. Since the day he got it I was his first mate. Helping him with everything cleaning, stocking and repairing. I took great interest and pride into that boat, more than my dad at times, which motivated me to get my boaters license and learned how to work on marine engines before I was 14. Every year we go out on the boat for labor day. Make a whole weekend with it, gather all of our friends and family, and roll to Canyon lake. I was about 15 at this time, with the high mighty entitled attitude, especially when it came to the boat. It wasn’t only my Dad’s
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About 20 minutes go by and I’m almost to the gas pump when it starts sprinkling, and I smell a burning coming from the engine. I pull in and immediately grab some marine engine oil, remove the engine cover to uncover its extremely low on oil, which caused the starter wire to fry and split. Since I already killed the engine I got nervous and ran to start it. Nothing happened, I grab the tow rope and pull the boat over to the pump, start filling and run in to buy more oil and see if they have any wire connectors. They didn’t so I got the oil and topped it off and waited for the pump to finish. As I’m sitting thinking about what I’m going to the weather starts to pick up. Thunder rumbles and it starts pouring. I come to an epiphany, run to the glove box, grab some gum chew it for a second and wrap about 5 pieces around that starter wire. I remove the gas nozzle, and cross the fingers, it clicks and stalled keep trying and keeps stalling. I run back pump the gas line to over load the carburetor, so either I just flooded the engine or gave it enough gas to fire up. The last time it finally starts. As the captain I make the dumb decision to drive back across the lake. The water was choppier than I’ve ever seen, the rain was heavy and the wind was blowing the boat across the lake. I was getting beat up the entire ride, took
About 20 minutes go by and I’m almost to the gas pump when it starts sprinkling, and I smell a burning coming from the engine. I pull in and immediately grab some marine engine oil, remove the engine cover to uncover its extremely low on oil, which caused the starter wire to fry and split. Since I already killed the engine I got nervous and ran to start it. Nothing happened, I grab the tow rope and pull the boat over to the pump, start filling and run in to buy more oil and see if they have any wire connectors. They didn’t so I got the oil and topped it off and waited for the pump to finish. As I’m sitting thinking about what I’m going to the weather starts to pick up. Thunder rumbles and it starts pouring. I come to an epiphany, run to the glove box, grab some gum chew it for a second and wrap about 5 pieces around that starter wire. I remove the gas nozzle, and cross the fingers, it clicks and stalled keep trying and keeps stalling. I run back pump the gas line to over load the carburetor, so either I just flooded the engine or gave it enough gas to fire up. The last time it finally starts. As the captain I make the dumb decision to drive back across the lake. The water was choppier than I’ve ever seen, the rain was heavy and the wind was blowing the boat across the lake. I was getting beat up the entire ride, took