Texan
Active Member
The other day my son and I went to the lake just to cool off and cruise. (Translation - let him drive the boat.) Now, boy is 15 and has been driving for sometime now. I let him start pulling the empty trailer back up and park it sometime back. I never really felt comfortable in letting him back it down, loaded or unloaded. Well, since he had the keys to the truck in his pocket anyway, when we pulled back up to the ramp I told him to run up there and back the trailer down, for him to watch me to know when to stop. He was quick to remind me that I'd not taught him to back a trailer yet, but I told him that A) experience was the best teacher, B) to remember that everything was backwards, and c) to use the mirror instead of trying to look over the tailgate.
He got a little crossed up at first, but then got it straightened back out. There was another man that had just pulled up in the water and was going to get his trailer. He stopped at the top of the ramp and gave him a few more pointers, then straight back down the ramp he came! He was riding high! And so was I 'cause I didn't have to walk all the way up there to pull the trailer back down!
My wife, on the other hand, won't even try. It's sorta like getting her to go up into the attic. She fell through the sheet rock once twenty years ago, not all the way through, but far enough where I had to push her foot back up so she could stand up in the attic, but since then she hasn't needed anything up there so bad that she's ever gone back up. I tried to teach her how to back a trailer years ago, and she wasn't into learning how and still isn't.
He got a little crossed up at first, but then got it straightened back out. There was another man that had just pulled up in the water and was going to get his trailer. He stopped at the top of the ramp and gave him a few more pointers, then straight back down the ramp he came! He was riding high! And so was I 'cause I didn't have to walk all the way up there to pull the trailer back down!
My wife, on the other hand, won't even try. It's sorta like getting her to go up into the attic. She fell through the sheet rock once twenty years ago, not all the way through, but far enough where I had to push her foot back up so she could stand up in the attic, but since then she hasn't needed anything up there so bad that she's ever gone back up. I tried to teach her how to back a trailer years ago, and she wasn't into learning how and still isn't.