These stories always seem to start the same way… Girl hears about Boat, thinks he’s too good to be true. Girl meets Boat, realizes he is in fact the boat of her dreams. Their time together is too short. She waits by her phone, hoping to hear from Boat. He never calls. I hate it when that happens.
There’s nothing like a day out on the water with the sun shining, exploring coves, and getting far away from other people. Finding a secluded island, having a picnic: we couldn’t do that without our boats. That’s partially why we fall in love with them, isn’t it? But… the downside is that we can spend a fortune buying them, maintaining them, and filling them with gas. We tow them, unload them, load them back up, cover them when they’re not in use, drain the water out of them when it rains, and the list goes on. If you’ve got an old boat, something different breaks at least once a season, and then it ends up sitting in the yard collecting pine needles. Maybe that hasn’t been your experience, but it was mine. Of course, I only paid $900 for my old, sun-bleached 18-foot bowrider. It needed a bit of work, so I christened it the S.S. Sanford, after Sanford and Sons. Maybe the problems I had with the inboard/outboard was because it resented being named after a junkyard.
If you fish, you know that having a boat opens up a whole new world of places you can go, leaving the rest of the…
