The crash and burn of things mechanical

Damn. The day started out okay in most respects but then as I was about to learn, things mechanical began to go wrong...It was almost as if there was a conspiracy afoot to break things.

The worst was the shade top to the boat, I ran it into an errant mangrove branch and broke the front bow. Oh yes, there was more indignations to come...how do you steer the boat when the canvass top collapses on your head? Well with great difficulty...until you realize you have to lash it back to it's foundations and subject yourself to the sun's full blast, if you are going to finally pull the crab traps from their watery graves. We got it done but at some cost.


Next? Bait bucket falls apart...too much sun has made it brittle and on this day the handle pulls loose, great holes appear and the bucket now has enough holes to literally resemble Swiss Cheese. Not the most useful device for holding small pin fish.

Finally, even the hose nozzle got in on the act...

Do you see that crack in the upper right of the handle???? That crack means that the pin pulls through the handle and the hose no longer squirts.

This shit is going to be expensive to replace, let me tell you.

One day, one errant mangrove branch and suddenly all other mechanicals see their chance and there you are. Dead in the water until repairs.

Shit.

If  I didn't love my life so much I'd just give it all up and cry over the loss.

Never mind.