That's where the fun began.

So today I went through the motor as best I could and looked at all the things that could easily be replaced. Plugs, OK. Gas lines and plug lines, OK. Grease ports, OK. Screws that turn, OK. Gas cap, OK.
So here I am wondering when something will go wrong. According to the book I bought it's only a matter of time before the impeller or the magneto/points blow up in a cloud of parts/smoke. Only one thing to do....
Camo paint! That's right, I painted the top of the motor. At the very least it made me feel better that when it leaves me stranded in the middle of the lake I can feel good that it will blend well with the rest of the boat I'm rowing towards the nearest shore. Wish me luck as tomorrow is the next trip. We will be putting in at Miedimont and heading upriver towards the lower Killarney outlet, an area supposedly rich in early season ducks. I will scout out the potential and hope for an easy ride back to the truck. Heston Bless Us.
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