Of Mice and Boats
As we know, not all boats are created
equal. Many small runabouts and ski boats have
wood decks covered with carpet. Almost anyone would think the manufacturer would
use a good
quality waterproof plywood in this type of structure, especially as
exposure
to the elements, insects, and small animals is imminent.
I received a call for an insurance
survey and the new owner said he just needed a short
form as his new
acquisition, although a few years old, was like new, and it had been
kept
in a garage for the past two years. I arrived at the boat in the
company of the new owner
and found, from all outward appearances, what
looked like a new boat. The new owner
mentioned he paid top dollar for
it because of its great condition. He also mentioned
there was a minor
soft spot in the deck right near the engine cover. By the way, an
insurance survey is just as thorough as a pre-purchase survey, so this
fellow could have
saved a lot of heartache by calling for the survey
before he made this purchase. As usual
I checked out the outside,
bottom, and various attachments before climbing aboard.
Everything did seem fine from the outside. When I stepped onto the deck my foot
penetrated the deck and carpet, all the way to the hull below. What a
surprise. Now this
fellow tells me that he never actually got into the
boat before right now, what a surprise.
What we found during the next
half hour was truly amazing. The deck material was the
original particle
board covered with regular carpet. As I had already made a hole in the
deck I began my inspection at that hole. There was very little particle
board left and
most of the stringers and frames were gone. What could
have been the cause?
The new owner said let’s pull up the carpet and see
what we can find. After removing
quite a bit of the carpet and what was
left of the deck we found the residential dwellings
of several mouse
families. I thought I could hear some squeaking and other
scurrying
about when I stepped through the deck, but I never imagined such a large
number of mice in one place. Further inspection indicated that the mice
had, for sure,
been living in, and dining on this boat for the past
couple of years.
The owner said there was no use in me finishing the
job. He paid me and off I went. I felt
bad for the guy. He called me a
few weeks later with another survey opportunity. This one
turned out
o.k.. He tells me the seller of his other boat moved to Florida and
refuses to
answer his mail. Gee, I can’t imagine that.