Mother is at the wheel, I'm on the bank. I untie the boat, give the nose a hefty push and leap on. Mother guns the throttle. And then we catch an eddy from the bridge and it pushes us towards the other boat.
I leap forward, sit on the edge of our boat, plant my right foot on the other boat, and push.
There was a push, and a twist, and I heard that familiar tearing, crunching sound from my knee.
Ow, ow, ow.
That's me limping for fortnight, then.