I pulled the little sailboat yesterday. Last sail was a week ago; very nice hour late in the day to end the sailing part of the season.
I usually wait until early November for the power boat, and after I do that, there's always that summer-like day mid-month that makes me envious of the occasional boat I see go by.
Worst November pull was maybe 8 years ago. Air temperature was 27 (British, not world), and there was a stiff 20 mph breeze coming across the LI beach. Water was comfortable with the waders on, as I pulled the boat through the last 200 feet or so of shallow water to the ramp. Cleaning the hull in the yard afterward was awkward. Even though I used a bucket of warm water, every swipe of the sponge left a thin green film of ice and algae behind.
One nice thing about pulling the boat late is the absence of ramp traffic. I can take my time. Have to keep an eye on lake levels, though. One year I had to lift the stern over the gravel bar surrounding the launch hole at the ramp. Another boat, much bigger, had no chance. I suggested they drive around to Harilla Landing, which they did.
Pulling the boat each year isn't so bad, knowing there is always another season not that many months ahead.
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