After Martensen’s started stirring, we put in the pontoon boat. It went in pretty easy. Dad drove it over to the Deer Trail dock and went and hooked up Bob’s boat to the trailer. While Scott and I waited at the bottom of the hill. Brent (Kathy’s Martensen’s husband) came down and introduced himself. He was the designated boat driver. We convinced him that Dad would help him. Dad backed in part of the way and Mom took over but it seemed like it kept hitting like a wall. Mom was backing and Scott took over but he couldn’t get it over the “hump” either. I waded out there (picked up a couple more leeches) and tried to see what they were stuck on but the ground was just mushy everywhere. I couldn’t find a rock or anything. Finally, we figured out it was the trailer hitting. His boat must have had a deeper hull because the bars on the bottom arch down and the Deer Trail launch was too shallow. Dad, Bob, Brent, Scott, and I jumped in the truck (I road in back because I was wet.) We went to the public launch. It was much better. In one step, it was above my ankles. The second step was up to my knees and about the fourth step it was over my waist. Brent got in the boat but wasn’t sure about driving the boat so after we got it in I pulled it back up so Dad could get in without getting the boat dirty and wet. Brent and Dad took off and Scott drove Bob and I back in the truck. I had a couple leech friends I had to pull out. One of them I couldn’t get because my hands were all wet so mom yanked it for me. I met Dad at the dock and drove the pontoon boat back to our dock. Everything seemed to be running smoothly.
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