They say there are two moments of joy in the life of every boat owner, the day he buys it and the day he sells it.
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The day I sold my 40', twin-cat diesel, custom built sportsfisherman brought me joy that has lasted thirty years. That [email protected] boat nearly drove me crazy---seems like it couldn't go two days without something majorly expensive breaking down.
It was sort of a different story with the sportsfisherman I sold to buy the bad dog mentioned above. The old boat was slow, wooden, Harker's Island with few amenities, but it always got me there and back. She wouldn't pound, even in the roughest seas. Several years after I got completely out of the boat business, I happened to be killing time at a marina, waiting for a friend, when I spotted a burned out hull tied to the dock. When I got closer, the flare of the bow and the tumblehome aft were unmistakable---it was the old Trade Winds. I stood and looked at the hulk, remembering a whole lot of good times with that boat and got more than a little misty-eyed seeing what had become of her. She was a fine sea boat, in spite of being old and kind of slow (like me, now). I found out later that she had been struck by lightning at the dock and burned until she sank. The owners salvaged the GM diesels and, after I saw her, they loaded the hull with a couple of car bodies and some old appliances and towed her out and made an artificial reef. I thought that was appropriate.
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Originally posted by country road View PostThe day I sold my 40', twin-cat diesel, custom built sportsfisherman brought me joy that has lasted thirty years. That [email protected] boat nearly drove me crazy---seems like it couldn't go two days without something majorly expensive breaking down.
It was sort of a different story with the sportsfisherman I sold to buy the bad dog mentioned above. The old boat was slow, wooden, Harker's Island with few amenities, but it always got me there and back. She wouldn't pound, even in the roughest seas. Several years after I got completely out of the boat business, I happened to be killing time at a marina, waiting for a friend, when I spotted a burned out hull tied to the dock. When I got closer, the flare of the bow and the tumblehome aft were unmistakable---it was the old Trade Winds. I stood and looked at the hulk, remembering a whole lot of good times with that boat and got more than a little misty-eyed seeing what had become of her. She was a fine sea boat, in spite of being old and kind of slow (like me, now). I found out later that she had been struck by lightning at the dock and burned until she sank. The owners salvaged the GM diesels and, after I saw her, they loaded the hull with a couple of car bodies and some old appliances and towed her out and made an artificial reef. I thought that was appropriate.
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Originally posted by country road View PostThe day I sold my 40', twin-cat diesel, custom built sportsfisherman brought me joy that has lasted thirty years. That [email protected] boat nearly drove me crazy---seems like it couldn't go two days without something majorly expensive breaking down.
It was sort of a different story with the sportsfisherman I sold to buy the bad dog mentioned above. The old boat was slow, wooden, Harker's Island with few amenities, but it always got me there and back. She wouldn't pound, even in the roughest seas. Several years after I got completely out of the boat business, I happened to be killing time at a marina, waiting for a friend, when I spotted a burned out hull tied to the dock. When I got closer, the flare of the bow and the tumblehome aft were unmistakable---it was the old Trade Winds. I stood and looked at the hulk, remembering a whole lot of good times with that boat and got more than a little misty-eyed seeing what had become of her. She was a fine sea boat, in spite of being old and kind of slow (like me, now). I found out later that she had been struck by lightning at the dock and burned until she sank. The owners salvaged the GM diesels and, after I saw her, they loaded the hull with a couple of car bodies and some old appliances and towed her out and made an artificial reef. I thought that was appropriate.
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I gotta say I do like my boat but what a hassle it is to keep up with it. The best day when i really loved it was when it died on me and I was stuck out in the middle of the lake. Someone saw me pulling it around on shore and came to the rescue. Drove it 2hrs to get to the lake and just to get stuck on it. I got a kayak and I'm starting to like it more but they both have there moments. Also it depends on if I got the time to put it in and take it out of the water. Right now I'm not ready to get rid of the pain yet. I still have a couple years left before I might get rid of it.
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Originally posted by country road View PostThe day I sold my 40', twin-cat diesel, custom built sportsfisherman brought me joy that has lasted thirty years. That [email protected] boat nearly drove me crazy---seems like it couldn't go two days without something majorly expensive breaking down.
It was sort of a different story with the sportsfisherman I sold to buy the bad dog mentioned above. The old boat was slow, wooden, Harker's Island with few amenities, but it always got me there and back. She wouldn't pound, even in the roughest seas. Several years after I got completely out of the boat business, I happened to be killing time at a marina, waiting for a friend, when I spotted a burned out hull tied to the dock. When I got closer, the flare of the bow and the tumblehome aft were unmistakable---it was the old Trade Winds. I stood and looked at the hulk, remembering a whole lot of good times with that boat and got more than a little misty-eyed seeing what had become of her. She was a fine sea boat, in spite of being old and kind of slow (like me, now). I found out later that she had been struck by lightning at the dock and burned until she sank. The owners salvaged the GM diesels and, after I saw her, they loaded the hull with a couple of car bodies and some old appliances and towed her out and made an artificial reef. I thought that was appropriate.
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Originally posted by country road View PostThe day I sold my 40', twin-cat diesel, custom built sportsfisherman brought me joy that has lasted thirty years. That [email protected] boat nearly drove me crazy---seems like it couldn't go two days without something majorly expensive breaking down.
It was sort of a different story with the sportsfisherman I sold to buy the bad dog mentioned above. The old boat was slow, wooden, Harker's Island with few amenities, but it always got me there and back. She wouldn't pound, even in the roughest seas. Several years after I got completely out of the boat business, I happened to be killing time at a marina, waiting for a friend, when I spotted a burned out hull tied to the dock. When I got closer, the flare of the bow and the tumblehome aft were unmistakable---it was the old Trade Winds. I stood and looked at the hulk, remembering a whole lot of good times with that boat and got more than a little misty-eyed seeing what had become of her. She was a fine sea boat, in spite of being old and kind of slow (like me, now). I found out later that she had been struck by lightning at the dock and burned until she sank. The owners salvaged the GM diesels and, after I saw her, they loaded the hull with a couple of car bodies and some old appliances and towed her out and made an artificial reef. I thought that was appropriate.
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Originally posted by country road View PostThe day I sold my 40', twin-cat diesel, custom built sportsfisherman brought me joy that has lasted thirty years. That [email protected] boat nearly drove me crazy---seems like it couldn't go two days without something majorly expensive breaking down.
It was sort of a different story with the sportsfisherman I sold to buy the bad dog mentioned above. The old boat was slow, wooden, Harker's Island with few amenities, but it always got me there and back. She wouldn't pound, even in the roughest seas. Several years after I got completely out of the boat business, I happened to be killing time at a marina, waiting for a friend, when I spotted a burned out hull tied to the dock. When I got closer, the flare of the bow and the tumblehome aft were unmistakable---it was the old Trade Winds. I stood and looked at the hulk, remembering a whole lot of good times with that boat and got more than a little misty-eyed seeing what had become of her. She was a fine sea boat, in spite of being old and kind of slow (like me, now). I found out later that she had been struck by lightning at the dock and burned until she sank. The owners salvaged the GM diesels and, after I saw her, they loaded the hull with a couple of car bodies and some old appliances and towed her out and made an artificial reef. I thought that was appropriate.
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