There Can Only be One Trail Master
Pride, hubris if you will, can be a nasty trait. I wrecked my whole ride because I was too proud to listen to my competitorâs advice.
I like off-roading. Itâs my life. Growing up my father was a big fan of motor sports; my mom, not so much. Every time dad walked into the house with a bleeding leg or broken hand from a riding accident, my mom would say, âThose stupid machines will be the death of you Neddy.â I guess she was right, because he passed away a year ago from an unfortunate motorcycle accident. God bless his soul. We actually etched one of his famous sayings on the tombstone. It reads, âI love the smell of two-stroke in the morning.â Thatâs what he used to say when weâd cruise around the lake on our motor boat.
Iâve been into 4 wheel off-roading ever since I was 14. My dad used to drive me to a nice big open space like our rival high schoolâs football field and where weâd do doughnuts. I still remember the first time he took me driving. School had been cancelled because it was snowing. My dad asked if I wanted to go for a cruise in the Jeep. I grabbed my jacket and we took off. We finally got to the field and I remember my dad turned, and looked me up and down. âSon,â he said, âToday you become a man.â He pulled the keys from the ignition and put them in my hands. âShoot, pa. Are you serious?â I asked, trying to hide my excitement. No wordsâhe just shot me a wink.
When I got behind the steering wheel, I remember my feet couldnât reach the pedals so we slide the seat up all the way, till it couldnât get any closer. And from that moment I was hooked. I pushed the gas hard, with my right foot, sending the wheels spinning. As I started to get the feel of the pedals, I became more confident and whipped around the field faster and faster. I was having such a good time, but apparently itâs illegal to drive on school property and without a license. Sure, we had a few court fees and had to do a bit of community service, but it was worth it. Since then I have bought my own Jeep Wrangler and have been competing in the professional off road circuit.
Unfortunately, a recent accident has landed me out of commission. I was unstoppable. I was confident, some may say cocky. The point is, before the competition Big Chuck Masterson, who happens to be my main competition, was eyeballing my ride. He then comes over and tells me I shouldnât compete because my shocks looked worn. Oh come on. Does he really need me to forfeit to win? Thereâs no way I was losing without a fight.
Finally it was my turn. In the competition, drivers must traverse down a narrow, mountain path while navigating over various obstaclesâanything from pebbles to massive boulders. As I came into the first turn, I was going to a little fast and my front right tire hit hard into a boulder. Rather than absorbing the impact, my shock exploded, sending my Jeep tumbling down the mountain. A destroyed Jeep and twelve broken bones later, I learned my lesson. If I had only listened to Big Chuck I would have been back in action.
Mike Rosania
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What is the actual weight of a boat trailer, Trail master double axle for a 19 foot boat?
with in a range is fine. I can not find my old title or anything from the state to indicate the weight… Thanks
It should be about 1000 pounds
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Here is their website which list every trailer they build you should be able to locate yours here
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http://www.trailmastertrailers.com/trailmaster_models.php?brand=trailmaster_tube&PHPSESSID=5a8dbd4930f5c5f3a050360bf08105e9
Take it to a Truck Stop pull across the scales but leave the trailer on the scales . That will get you close
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