Old boats amongst new hopes – dan
We had an all too quick trip to the boat yesterday but still we took time to check out some of the beautiful little wooden boats that adorn our marina. Susan pulled me behind a row of large boats in dry storage to see this crumbling beauty that she had previously discovered. While we took in her classic lines and intricate joinery we wondered if this one would ever be salvaged .
I love the name of this diminutive and unique classic in the photo below.
I spoke to the owner who said that she was in rough shape when he bought her earlier this year. He’s done a great job of restoring her.
Back on our dock there was a party going on while we worked on Gypsy. As we were leaving at the end of the day many of our floating neighbors were sitting around and asked how our preparations were going. One question lead to another: when are we leaving (11/1/09), why so late (to avoid hurricane season), what was our first port of call (St. George’s in Bermuda), what was our route (east-to-west trade winds route), would we be carrying fire arms (no), not even a pistol (no pistolos), what about pirates (we’ll try to avoid them), how will we carry enough food… and on and on. Their questions and enthusiasm even got me fired up and I left feeling reinvigorated and infused with a new sense of awe and wonder about what we are about to undertake.
Today we are back at Susan’s place dealing with the remainder of the “stuff” that was left over from the estate sale.
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We had an all too quick trip to the boat yesterday but still we took time to check out some of the beautiful little wooden boats that adorn our marina. Susan pulled me behind a row of large boats in dry storage to see this crumbling beauty that she had previously discovered. While we took in her classic lines and intricate joinery we wondered if this one would ever be salvaged .
