Har har har. Not what you might think.
Look at pix. Guess what happened.
So the story is that Clint n I were bobbing on Okanagan lake and listening to some pounding music while awaiting Larry n Roxanne.
I watched Clint move his wallet and stuff ... And the boat keys ... In under the cuddy to a safe spot. I thought, "hmmm ... How can the music still be on since he pulled the boat keys out of the ignition? Oh well! Tra la beer me again already"
So then, an hour later, Larry & Roxanne texted that they were at the boat launch and ready to be picked up.
Clint asks where are the boat keys. I explained that they are in the cuddy.
Then we both look at each other ... How is the stereo on? "I don't know", in unison.
We fetch the keys and the ignition is on with the key broken off INSIDE THE IGNITION! Aigh!! Aigh!! Eeeeeeeeee!
Pandemonium of freaking out ensues since, at the same moment, the carbon monoxide monitor alarm starts going nuts! As are we since Larry n Roxanne are texting waiting and melting in the heat faster than the ice they've brought.
And we don't know how to start the boat!
So I jam the key end firmly into the ignition and turn hard and pray!! IT STARTS!!
Now we roar off to nab Larry n Roxanne. While worrying what to do.
To make a long story short, we pick them up then go back out to middle of lake ( sweating that we can either get the boat started the same way again or I can fish the key end out somehow)
So, we are to cheap (and dumb!) to keep tools on the boat ... But I have this totally LAME set of needle nose tweezers in my purse. Which I jam into the ignition and pinch HARD on that key bit stuck in there
YAAAAAAAY!!!!! I get it out. First try, too.
And I also had a spare set of keys.
To stop the WEIRD and screeching carbon monoxide alarm, I had to put my hand over the monitor and wait a few minutes. Too strange. .
It was unbelievably bizarre. The entire incident.
Anyhow, lucky too.