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  2. boat insurance

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    Spooner...not trying to disagree as you are partially correct. There are policies at an agreed value like you said but there are also policies out there that are known as ACV or "Actual Cash Value"

    This simply means depreciation applies and it doesn't matter what limit you are showing on the policy. The best advice is to look for the policy type that you described :thumbsup_anim:

  7. Would this sway your decision on a kicker??

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    DISCLAIMER: NOT "TRYING" TO DEBATE MERC. VS. YAMMY :mellow:

    Sooo...went to the boat show and dropped my wife off at the lineup to tour the $1.1 million dollar yachts while I "researched" kickers :whistling:

    I was determined to find a deal on a nice Yamaha 9.9 high thrust or Mercury 9.9 Prokicker and stumbled across one glaring difference....the Yammy's don't have a pull/rope start :dunno: Apparently you can pull the cover off the Yammy and wrap a rope around the flywheel for a pull start (they both have electric start)

    My reasoning for a kicker was for trolling and especially emergency backup since Erie is where I'll be playing this season.

    Question is...if you had the choice would you worry about that difference? My gut tells me if the "stuff" comes down I don't want to be teetering out on the swim platform wrapping rope around a flywheel.

    The Merc. sales guy loved hearing this :lol:

  14. Bass Fishermans Night Before Christmas

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    "Twas the night before Christmas, and all across the lake

    Not a creature was stirring, expect for me, who was wide awake;

    The livewell was humming and prepared with care,

    In hopes that Hawg Bass soon would be there;

     

    The bass were nestled all along a deep rock bed,

    While hundreds of shad danced above their heads;

    With my lure in the water, and a tug of my cap,

    I settled back waiting for that winter bass's tap,

     

    When all of a sudden I felt such a tug,

    I sprang from the console kicking over my coffee mug.

    Away to the my front deck I flew like a flash,

    Kicked on the troll motor and set the hook with a bash.

     

    The moon on the breast of the water and snow;

    Gave the luster of mid-day to the objects below.

    When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

    But a 20 pound hawg spitting out eight tiny red-ear.

     

    With a jump here and there, so lively and quick,

    I just hoped my line didn't have a nick.

    More rapid than dolphins her jumps came,

    And I whistled, and shouted, and called her by name;

     

    "Oh, HAWG! Oh, SOW! Oh, BABY and BIGG'N!

    Come On GIRL! Come On BABE! Come on and give me a KISS'N!

    To the top of the water! to the top of the sea wall!

    Come In! Come In! Baby don't Get OFF!"

     

    As dry leaves before the wild hurricane fly,

    When they meet with an obstacle, she mounts to the sky,

    She courses to the top and out of the water she flies,

    Flipping and Flapping, as she drives high into the sky.

     

    And then, in a twinkling, she landed on my deck,

    As I was prancing and pawing as I searched for my net.

    I threw open the livewell, and as I turned around,

    Down the livewell she went with a bound.

     

    When I turned there was a man dressed all in fur from his head to his foot,

    and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;

    A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,

    And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

     

    His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!

    His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

    His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

    And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

     

    The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,

    And the smoke encircled his head like a wreath;

    He had a broad face and a little round belly,

    That shook like mine, when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly

     

    He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,

    And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;

    A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,

    Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

     

    He spoke not a word, but I knew what this meant,

    I just received a gift, from Old St. Nick.

    Then he turned with a jerk, and laying his finger aside his nose,

    giving a nod, up into the sky he rose;

     

    He sailed to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,

    And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

    But I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight,

    "MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!"

  15. Scotch Connoisseurs?

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    Well, thanks again everyone for the great advice...

    I think I'll start him off with a mild grade first, buy myself a "peaty" type and get together for a little "family bonding" (gotta stay in the will ya know :D )

    Sampled some 12yr. old Glenfiddich yesterday...it's amazing how much better it tastes after the first 2-3 glasses. :wallbash:

    Merry Christmas to all!! (we are still allowed to say that right? LOL!)

  20. Toboggans - Completely Non FIshing

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    We looked last year for the same thing but the young guy at CT talked us into getting the largest GT snow racer....and he was right. I can fit on it with my three yr. old and my wife can fit on it with both the 3yr. old and 1yr. old. :wub: Now our oldest loves to go on his own and has fun steering it down the hill. I'm 34yrs old and the kid at CT couldn't believe we were asking for a tobaggan...told him it's a "retro thing" B)

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