A number of years ago I took my 22" Bell Boy with the wife over to Blake Island. The next morning we left the marina on a minus tide. As I was coming out of the channel I took my eyes off where I was going for just a second. That was long enough to go out of the narrow channel and run my outdrive right on to a rock. Now the boat is disabled and another boat tows me to Shilshoe and drops me at the guest dock. Now this is where I got really stupid.

My partner at work had a 28' old woodboat with a single screw that he moored on Lake Union. He agrees to move my boat from the Guest dock to the launch so I could get it on the trailer. Its a windy day as we tie my boat to the side of his. We push out from the dock and start down the fairway. Then the wind gets a hold of us and he can't control his boat. We start spinning around out of control still trying to get to the launch ramp. After narrowly missing a collision with some very expensive boats that were tied up and now completely out of control, I untie my boat from his. The wind separates us and believe it or not my boat gets blown right into the dock at the launch. My buddy regains control of his boat and all is well. However, many people got quite a show.

That Bell Boy was the scene of many a near disasters, from which I learned much.