Seeing as how todays good weather presented me with an opportunity to do one of the many outdoor spring projects on my list, I decided it would be a good time to get the boat ready for the upcoming fishing season. I had some general fixit type work to complete, and one of my tasks was to install a new trolling motor plug on the front deck. I climbed up in the boat and got to work. After a while, as I reached for a particularly hard to reach wire under the front deck, I felt a shift in weight in the boat below. Oh no. For background, I live on a hill on a public street in a residential neighborhood. My boat is parked in my front driveway. Because my driveway slants slightly up to the house, I have to chock the trailer wheels to keep the trailer in the driveway. I have had the boat in the same spot for 3 years, and I have done many repairs in and out of the boat with no problems. Until now. Back to my predicament somehow the boat shifted in such a way that the wheel chocks were knocked out of the way. Before I know what is happening, my boat and trailer have rolled into the street, WITH ME STILL IN IT! The boat makes a perfect left and begins rolling down the street. My first thought is, OH ****, there goes my boat. But there were no parked cars, as there normally are on that side of the street at that time of day, to stop me as I continued to roll down the hill. 50 yards ahead is the first cross street. 50 yards beyond that is a set of railroad tracks. Another 50 yards would bring me to Reading Rd., a very busy avenue running North through Hamilton County. My next thought is, I dont care about the boat or smashing anything, just dont let me get maimed. Amazingly, the boat continued on a straight line right down the middle of the street. Amazingly, there was no traffic. I contemplated jumping out, realizing that injury would be certain at the current (accelerating) speed. I resolved that I would make the jump before I hit the railroad tracks. I thought, I know Im going to be maimed, but please let me live so I can see my kids grow up. As the careening boat, trailer, and Bmagill combination passed by the first cross street, there was a veer to the left. The boat hit the sidewalk, breaking the front trailer jack, and hit my neighbor down the streets lawn. Momentum carried the boat and trailer further into the lawn, where everything finally came to a halt. Somehow, I was unhurt. The neighbors, hearing the crash, all came out to see what was going on. To my knowledge, no one on the street actually witnessed my wild ride, although I passed at least 4 houses. I have a 16 Sea Nymph. The boat/trailer combo probably goes about 1,000 lb. I estimate I hit the sidewalk between 15 20 MPH. The whole incident, from start to stop, probably took 25 seconds. It felt like 10 years. To the best of my knowledge, the only damage to my rig is a broken front trailer jack (I will check out everything else, too). The only evidence of the accident now is a groove 3 wide x 30 feet long in my neighbors lawn where the trailer tongue dug into the ground to bring me to a much gentler than expected stop. LESSONS LEARNED: 1) Someone up above is definitely looking out for me. 2) Never get in your boat trailer on a hill unless it is hooked up to your tow vehicle (which has the E-brake set, duh). 3) The only thing that feels worse than rolling down a hill with no brakes is rolling down a hill with no brakes and no steering. 4) Neighbors who help you drag your boat out of their lawn are highly unlikely to accept an offer to go fishing on said boat.