Years ago when I was living on my Grampian
, I sold off the Merc 9.9 and decided that a 5hp would do. (stupid, I know) So my girlfriend decided to buy me a brand new Mariner 5hp. I picked it up at her place, and she was going to come down later that afternoon and we would go out sailing. So I carried the brand new motor
down to the boat and made ready to mount it on the bracket. (I had put a solid plate into the outboard
cut out to prevent getting pooped and put on a bracket.)
I secured a line around the power head
with the other end tied to the boom and topping lift
. Then I lifted the motor
in place and started to set it on the bracket. The clamp screws weren't out far enough so the motor was balancing on the bracket and I reached over to undo the screws. As I'm doing this a boat passes my slip and the motor hops off the bracket. Then it stops and hangs there. I look up just in time to see the line come off the boom and the motor goes kerplunk, straight down 27 feet into muck and slime.
I'm just standing there in shock. Gotta find a diver. Nope none around. I finally get hold of a grappling hook and start fishing
for it. I snag it and haul it up. The hook had caught under one of the horizontal plates just above the propeller
and its hanging down with the power head
down, balancing on the tip of the hook. I grabbed it, and carted it up to the public laundry
at the marina. There I pulled out the spark plug
and flushed out the cylinder, drained the oil
and left it while I went back to the boat to get the oil
. Teri comes down and sees me head back into the laundry
. She looks at the motor sitting in the wash basin and asks me what I'm doing.
"oh nothing, I'm just giving it a bit of a wash, as it was dusty......"
Thankfully it started up immediately after this mess and ran fine. She never did find out I dumped it in the drink.