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Worst tie down jobs
A novice friend showed up on a group trip with his first canoe. He had purchased 100 feet of very expensive rope from a sailing chandler. He didn’t want to cut his pricey new line, so he ran it up, over and round the canoe. He used one length of line for bow, stern and belly lines. Of course as soon as his macramé got loose in one spot it was loose everywhere.
Another friend loaded a rec kayak and a Pack canoe in the bed of a full sized pick up for a short shuttle, angled in / with the tailgate closed. It probably doesn’t count as a tie down job because he didn’t. At the first stop sign he hit the gas to scoot across the road and the boats levitated briefly before gravity took over and they landed in the middle of the intersection .
The worst I’ve seen was a Coleman on a minivan at a rest area on the Jersey turnpike. Resting on pool noodles. Upright. Held on by giant semi-truck style ratchet straps that ran all the way around the van, ie underneath the vehicle. In a driving rainstorm.
That was a very quick rest stop visit; I wanted to make sure we got back on the highway before he did and the exhaust finally burned through the straps.
A novice friend showed up on a group trip with his first canoe. He had purchased 100 feet of very expensive rope from a sailing chandler. He didn’t want to cut his pricey new line, so he ran it up, over and round the canoe. He used one length of line for bow, stern and belly lines. Of course as soon as his macramé got loose in one spot it was loose everywhere.
Another friend loaded a rec kayak and a Pack canoe in the bed of a full sized pick up for a short shuttle, angled in / with the tailgate closed. It probably doesn’t count as a tie down job because he didn’t. At the first stop sign he hit the gas to scoot across the road and the boats levitated briefly before gravity took over and they landed in the middle of the intersection .
The worst I’ve seen was a Coleman on a minivan at a rest area on the Jersey turnpike. Resting on pool noodles. Upright. Held on by giant semi-truck style ratchet straps that ran all the way around the van, ie underneath the vehicle. In a driving rainstorm.
That was a very quick rest stop visit; I wanted to make sure we got back on the highway before he did and the exhaust finally burned through the straps.