Well, I'm home. Feel like I just been kicked in the 'nads. Top was beautiful. Rodney (canvas guy) helped me hook up. Helped me take down windshield and rear curtains and said to trailer home with just the side curtains up, and to stop and check things along the way. Can ya tell where this is headed yet
I leave and go about 2 miles from his house and stop to check and all is well. I turn onto the main road and when I get up to speed, I felt something, wasn't sure what, but I just felt something. So I pull over, and my top is folded back and the side curtains are gone....
I called Rodney and said man, you ain't gonna believe this. He said stay there, I'm on the way. We found that one side had come off and was trashed. The other side fell into the boat and suffered nary a scratch. The front poles had pulled apart. It's possible he forget to tighten the set screws when he reassembled the frame.
Rewind to picking up the boat. As I was paying the man he was saying "You know, you can build bridges for 20 years and no one will ever call you a bridge builder. But suck just one
, and your known as a
sucker for life. I want to be known as a bridge builder."
Well, when we get the pieces back to his house he told me, don't worry, I'll make it right. I said "Yep, here's your chance to be called a bridge builder
"
Rodney is a good guy and he'll make it right. Just makes me sick that I had it in my hands. When I finally do get it home, the pole ends will be 5200'ed. Bass-turds ain't coming loose again.
So, my top saga continues. For now, me and Captain Morgan are gonna stew for awhile.
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