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My old man was very trusting of his sons with his pride and joy fully restored 22 Hiliner. When I was 18 I was allowed to trailer it by myself.
My first time doing it by myself, I borrowed his truck for the day, loaded my buddies and headed to Green Harbor to launch. We launched at low tide which is super steep, headed fishing for the day and came in. I retrieved the boat, no problem and drove home. I was quite proud of myself for looking like a pro at the launch ramp. First try backing it down, spun it around on an axis at the ramp and put it straight on the trailer. My buddies were impressed.
When I arrived home I discovered that the trailer was literally sitting on the trailer ball. It had never locked correctly and was just laying there. To this day, I have NO idea how the trailer didn't come flying off when I was backing it down the ramp. There must off been divine intervention because I would be still laying in a shallow grave if I had messed up that boat.
Now my dad beats on my boat.
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