Sunday, 14 Feb.
Installed a Class III receiver-type trailer
hitch on the Toyota (86 pickup) yesterday. Set out across town to
fetch the boat at around 11 am. On the way there, some lady in a
Dodge Omni pulled out in front of me and I wasn't able to stop in time.
I crunched my left front cornering light and her passenger door.
Nothing serious, but things weren't off to a very good start.
We arrived and hooked the trailer
up to my fancy new hitch, and I got back in the truck and started trying
to pull the trailer out of the ruts it had made over the last year and
a half. Wouldn't budge. My tires weren't able to get a grip
on the dirt track of his driveway:
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the boat was too far back on the
trailer, the trailer tongue was sort of lifting up on the back of the pickup,
so my tires could only spin. What's more, one of the four tires on
the trailer (port quarter) was flat. Not being able to budge the
trailer, we pulled off the flat and I set out again, this time to drop
the flat tire off to be repaired, and also to find a bigger truck.
Fortunately,
my friend Scott was at home, and he followed us over to try again, picking
up the repaired tire on the way. His Dodge Ram V8 had no problem
pulling the boat and trailer out (replacing the flat on the trailer helped
too), and we hauled her on over to my house.
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