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My father wanted to race sailboats and purchased a 28.5-foot sloop which we raced in San Francisco Bay for nearly ten years during the 1960s and early '70s.

Here he is on my Coot. What's he thinking? His son (me) spent too much money? His children might drown? Why didn't he (my Dad) eventually get a trawler like this?

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My folks were never into boating, and in fact didn't really take me around water. Somehow about the time I was 10 years old I got the idea that owning a boat and cruising would be cool. Still do. Every time I would see a boat, especially one with any accommodations, I would think about where you could go on it. Still do. So, I guess I was just a kid in wonder of boats and cruising. Still am----all be it an old kid.:smitten:
 
I believe the thing that most inspired me was to be able to see and experience locations which can only be accessed from the water. Also, I was born and raised in Southern California where boating and other water activities were popular, and still are. I feel trapped when I'm in the interior of the country and am always happy to get back to the water.
 
Some of my earliest boating recollections are of fishing with Dad and my brothers in the northern MN and WI lakes, trolling for northern and walleyes. Each summer, we were fortunate enough to enjoy a 2 week vacation on these lakes with my family of 8 kids. One day, Dad rented a ski bat with driver for a half-day of waterskiing. That bad boy had twin 100hp outboards! At that age, I couldn't imagine anything with more power!!!

Fast forward to 2000 when I quit smoking. I decided that as my reward to myself, I'd buy a boat for family fun and the chance to pursue my love for fishing. That 19 ft Sea Ray got me hooked and it wasn't long before my thoughts wandered to boats that could accommodate a couple of guys on an overnight fishing trip.

It wasn't long before I was thinking of dual use fishing AND family. Then when my best friend introduced me to the world of trawlers, I knew that was the ticket for me. With retirement looming a few years out, I figured I better get going pursuing this dream so she'll be ready for my retirement days.

So, here I sit at Mandeville Tip anticipating the Fourth of July Fireworks in a fun trawler capable of fishing and family fun waiting for retirement! 123 days left if all goes according to plan. (Yes, I have an app for that!!)

Life is good!!
 
I believe the thing that most inspired me was to be able to see and experience locations which can only be accessed from the water. ...

Yes! Moments after leaving the dock, one is in a new world.

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My boat is 1 hour from my house and it takes me 100 years back in time. Gotta love the California Delta!
 
I became intrigued with boats and the water as a wee lad in Sausalito when my mom would take me for walks on the docks in the little harbor. Back then Sausalito was just a small fishing and railroad town with a smattering of artists, sculptors, and writers, which is what my parents both were. I suspect a small green and yellow Monterey herring boat named Lucky Lady is responsible for my lifelong desire to be around and on water. I'm not all that interested in boats per se. For me they are a means to an end, the end being the ability to be out on the water. I enjoy our two boats because they are our ticket to being out on the water. But I'm really not that interested in other boats, at least not modern production recreational boats.

I like being on the water because it is constantly changing. Even in the same place it's never the same twice. I did a lot of boating in Hawaii where I grew up, from sailing to recreational and commercial fishing (as a sideline to my real job in television).

The same love of the water's never-ending change and constant challenge and element of risk moved me from landplanes to seaplanes when I moved to Seattle in 1979, and I have never had a desire to fly a landplane since.

Countless flights up and down the Inside Passage began focusing my wife's and my desire to explore the same area in more detail by boat someday. That day came in 1998 when we purchased our old GB.

My job and past vacations have taken me to many places on the planet but while I have seen some fantastic scenery and had some remarkable experiences, some having to do with boats and the ocean, I would not want to live anywhere, or boat anywhere, other than between Anacortes, Washington and Yakutat, Alaska. One could spend a lifetime exploring the islands and bays and communities strung out along the Inside Passage and its appendages.

I love the ever-changing weather and the many moods of the inside waters. I love the mist, the rain, the fog, even the storms if I don't have to go out or fly in them. Sunny days provide a nice change of pace but I've had more than my quota of hot, never-ending sunny days in Hawaii. That was one of the two main reasons I left: I just couldn't take the weather--- or non-weather--- anymore. My favorite days here ae when it's cold, overcast and misty. It's like the world has come alive.

I cannot conceive of living or boating or flying anywhere else.
 

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In my 50s, I took up the hobby of metal detecting, specifically on and near beaches. I remembered from my youth, casinos along the western shore of the Chesapeake Bay.

When I tried to access them, I found access closed off, but it was legal to access the public part up to the high water line.

I purchased a 12' Porta Bote and 5HP motor, launched it where accees was available and landed it on the otherwise inaccessible beaches where I searched for old coins and jewelry.

At some point it occured to me that I was enjoying the boat rides more than the actual metal detecting.

I took my wife for a couple rides but she said the seats were too hard so we went to a local boat show and bought an 18' bow rider with padded, reclining seats.

We both enjoyed that, but she complained that there was no "bathroom" so a year later we traded it for a 24' sport cruiser.

That was fine and we spent many days and nights on the boat, but never more than overnight.

We retired and moved to South Carolina where we continued to boat in the sport cruiser.

One day I saw an ad for a used Camano trawler in a local water oriented free newspaper. I asked her if she wanted to go look at a boat and she said "sure, why not"

That brings us to the present with a trawler slipped in a marina and cruises ranging from a few days to a month at a time.

That's how I got into boating. ;)
 
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On a family vacation to Somes Sound, ME, my son & I did some sailing in a Sunfish. Hooked; I acquired a derelict 16' Comet class sailboat, put it back together. Next was a burned out MacGregor pop-top ( he had hit a power line w/the mast). Tartan 27, CheoyLee 30, & a Dickerson 36. All had the common denominator of needing lots of work, & being great boats to be on. Work got in the way for 15 years. Boatless did not sit well at all, so we bought our current boat; and... went to work on it. Not sure what will happen when old age rears its ugly head & I can't bend any more. Absolutely nothing tops the experiences we have had on the water; peace, quiet, beauty, terror, joy. Sure beats pulling weeds & mowing grass.
 
My family was never into boats.I had a girl friend in jr high and high school that lived on a lake.She would invite me over every chance she got.Her parents owned boats and their friends kept their boats docked there.when I would go over they would offer up the keys and I happily accepted.Her dad is the one that taught me how to operate a boat and how to double check everything before start up.That's how I got into boating.

How I got interested in boats was though a family friend, when I was around 11 years old.He knew I had a knack for fixing things.So he started taking me on lake calls to make repairs.Really,I was the only one available with small enough hands to reach certain areas.I didn't mind it.I enjoyed making something run that previously didn't.

Later on in high school,I got involved with father son duo that owned and ran upholstery shops through the day.At night they owned and ran a game room for underage kids, like me at the time.I started working at the game room and became interested in their upholstery business.The father owned a furniture upholstery shop and the son owned a boat,rv,and auto upholstery shop.As the seasons rolled in and out,I bounced back and forth between shops.I did this off and on until I was in my mid 20's.We did a lot of boats,especially pontoons.I hate pontoons,both repairing and being aboard.Most of the boats that came to us were non running.Sometimes I would get the chance to work on them.It was great fun at time.
 
When I was a kid in Cincinnati in the late '50s, my dad bought a 25' Owens cruiser and we would always be on the water shortly after quitting time on Friday, often for the entire weekend.

When we moved to Atlanta in my teen years, the same pattern emerged, but by then it was wooden runabouts. Our destinations in those days were Lake Lanier, where we had a favorite island, and Lake Blue Ridge, in north Georgia, which in those days, hardly had a house anywhere on the shoreline. We're talking every weekend that the weather was decent--and some when it wasn't.

Throughout this time, we also visited family in Canada and would charter a boat on Lake Erie for fishing every summer and occasionally a trip up north to Georgian Bay. He also arranged for some deep sea trips in Florida and Georgia.

In short, I can't remember a time when boats weren't part of my life.

Thanks, Dad.
 
I grew up on the Canadian prairies. Saskatchewan is like Kansas only flatter & drier. Nevertheless as long as I can remember I have dreamed of taking a boat from Vancouver to Halifax. I probably never will but at least now we have one that could make the journey.

There are seafarers in my ancestry. My GGGrandfather Captain Thomas Waters sailed out of Halifax in the 1800s. His ships were the Bethia Jewitt and Wealth of Nations. I believe he eventually went down on Wealth of Nations off the coast of Peru.
 
How did you come to live on the coast?

We don't. We keep the boat on the Island but the transom says "Prince Albert, Saskatchewan" (I had to use smaller font for the province) That raises a few eyebrows but it is a quirk of the Canadian federal vessel registry. You register federally and there are a limited number of federal ports that you can select from to put on the transom. In Saskatchewan you can select from a list of one. We have a moderate sized commercial freshwater fishery in the northern part of the province; P.A. is our northernmost city so it ended up being our federal port of registry.

Except for a brief period of insanity amounting to about 12 months we both have been SK residents all our lives and intend to die that way. That doesn't need to prevent us from having a salt water boat.
 
I was stuck in a computer room for 48 hours with nothing to read but 'Salty Dog'.

WOW! Did you know you could get a 36' Chris Craft Express Cruiser for $6K!?!?
 
What attracted me was no freaking cars! No traffic!

I love places like Hopetown, Abaco, Daufuski Island SC, and Baldhead Island, SC. I am sure there are many more but I am still a working stiff and haven't found them yet.

I grew up in the Bahamas. I am now 61. Cars still terrify me.
 
We don't. We keep the boat on the Island but the transom says "Prince Albert, Saskatchewan" ...... Except for a brief period of insanity amounting to about 12 months we both have been SK residents all our lives and intend to die that way. That doesn't need to prevent us from having a salt water boat.

There are a number of boats around us in our marina with home ports in Montana, Idaho, and Utah. So I appreciate the concept. Do you get out to your boat fairly often or do you have someone looking after it if you don't?
 
Several things coming together got me into boating...

1. Reading 'Swallows and Amazons' & 'Wind in the Willows' when quite young and having a vivid imagination.

2. Converting my uncle's rowing boat into a sail boat by having someone hold a ruddy great piece of plywood up, while I stuck an oar over the back, and finding it worked....

3. My dad always saying the fishing was always better out in a boat - fishing being his one recreation, and we didn't have one then. I enjoyed indulging him while he was alive when I finally got one.

4. I enjoy just being around, near, on, in & under water, doing stuff, but on is best because it's warmer....:smitten:
 
I was lucky to be born in Vancouver, adjacent to some of the most spectacular cruising waters on the planet. We always had boats in the family, both power and sail, as a kid I was a Sea Scout. My wife's family history kinda' parallels mine so it just seemed right that we would buy our own boat when we could afford to do so. Hopefully we can pass this on to our kids.
 
Although I grew up on an island my boyhood days were inland so far that I couldn't see the ocean anywhere. I had a fly rod in my hand when I was 9 or 10 and lived in a canoe when I could. I knew about all things country but little about the Ocean.

I do remembering visiting my cousins though and they live in an outport and of course they loved the ocean and spent a lot of time out cruising it in either a speed boat or putzing along in a dory. I remember one time we got caught in the middle of the harbour in a speed boat where I couldn't see the land most of the time. I believe the waves were 100' high hahaha but needless to say I was having fun. That hooked me.

Then one time I visited my brother who was a minister in a small outport town on another island just off the island of NL so to get there or back we took a ferry. I spent all the time on the deck. While on that island I spent most of my summer time down by the water and around small fishing boats. I couldn't wait to get my own.

Unfortunately I had to move away from my paradise to work like so many of my buddies and then came along wife ( family of boat lovers ), kids, careers burning up money right left and centre and traded up in the motorcycle world.

Our passions was the ocean and ocean view, simple living etc. so it wasn't until about 10yrs ago we started planning on where we would end up when we got all the work done. Back home became the focus where I had brother-in-laws that had boats, so the connection with the Ocean grew more and more. We started formulating a plan which included cruises, deep sea fishing and everything Ocean. After renting a boat for several years for 3hr cruises we started looking for a boat of our own. The rest is history.

With a father-in-law that lives and breaths building wooden boats, we ended up with a glass/wood speed boat he built in the mean time so he was just making sure the hook was set. Anyway from what I can tell, those that have boats ( big or small ) live a better life style then those that don't.

Elwin
 
There are a number of boats around us in our marina with home ports in Montana, Idaho, and Utah. So I appreciate the concept. Do you get out to your boat fairly often or do you have someone looking after it if you don't?

We do our boating in time chunks so we are onboard for 5 or more months and then off for extended periods. When we're not there we have a couple of liveaboards who keep an eye on her but I think we'll stop doing that. It really makes no sense to pay for year round moorage for the way we use the boat. When we're onboard we're away from the dock and when we're not onboard the dock is actually a detriment. I think the next time we leave her it will be on the hard - maybe Campbell River or somewhere up the mainland coast. That would let me sleep better and act as an annual haulout - the overall cost would likely end up similar to what we have now.
 
For me it was during Boy Scout camp, I got on a sailfish and never wanted to get off. Then using all my lawn mowing and paper route money I got a used Hobie, which got me into racing. Then I learned that some owners needed people to race on their boat. This put place like the Caribbean, Bermuda, Block Island, and San Francisco within my reach, places I had only read about.
Thank you troop 504
 
I think the next time we leave her it will be on the hard - maybe Campbell River or somewhere up the mainland coast. That would let me sleep better and act as an annual haulout - the overall cost would likely end up similar to what we have now.

That's an interesting concept. I know the big boatyard in Bellingham, Seaview North, acquired a smaller yard across the bay in Fairhaven a couple of years ago and they offer longer term, covered dry storage there. One of the members of the boat club we're in put his GB36 there for the winter while he and his wife were in Arizona or wherever. I don't know how the cost compares to moorage, however.

We use our boat year round so the dry storage idea wouldn't work for us but for people who use their boat in chunks of time as you do and then are gone for chunks of time it could be a good strategy, particularly if when they are using the boat they're on the move so do not need any sort of permanent slip.
 
Boats were all consuming in my family's life-style before and after my birth. I stayed on and worked on the water/boats/boatyards in New England areas till I was mid 20's. Then I left the water completely - could say I was filled to the brim regarding boating... needed new things to experience. After couple decades + of enjoying other ventures/endeavors, some in inland regions, others at 6000’ + mountainous elevations, I decided to get back into boating in SF Bay region... always loved boats; from my young years experiences I knew them and seagoing well - just needed a long midlife break before spending the last 33% of my life around boats. Now I'm a crazy boater again. Have three now, sold a sport fisher not long ago, and looking at a 36' sport fisher this week and next. Can see that as years progress I will be spending more and more time aboard boats - - > damn well till I die on one! With that said... I’ve got 110 years age target in my sights and at 60 yrs (in condition of a 38 yr old) I have decades to enjoy my 2nd stage of boating life-years.
 
Grew up on/in them, literally. I come from a commercial La Gulf coast fishing family. I would be papoosed and tucked into a nook or cranny on the boat from before I could walk. While commercial fishing of any sort holds NO appeal to me anymore I can't imagine not having a boat or living near (could see it everyday) navigable water.
The smell of diesel or two stroke exhaust on a crisp foggy morning is akin to comfort food for me. My mind goes back to "the good old days" immediately. Throw in a Yoohoo or chocolate milk and cinnamon swirls and I'm 5 yrs old sitting under the picking box heading out of the marina to go shrimping waiting to hear the engine throttle up so I can get some really good sleep!
 
Grew up on/in them, literally. I come from a commercial La Gulf coast fishing family. I would be papoosed and tucked into a nook or cranny on the boat from before I could walk. While commercial fishing of any sort holds NO appeal to me anymore I can't imagine not having a boat or living near (could see it everyday) navigable water.
The smell of diesel or two stroke exhaust on a crisp foggy morning is akin to comfort food for me. My mind goes back to "the good old days" immediately. Throw in a Yoohoo or chocolate milk and cinnamon swirls and I'm 5 yrs old sitting under the picking box heading out of the marina to go shrimping waiting to hear the engine throttle up so I can get some really good sleep!

Yo, Twiisted71 - I can relate to much you say... but not all. Your quote below is paraphrased to reflect my upbringing (in 1950’s); using your same basic words... with some deletions due to differing experiences. About sleeping to the noise of engines... in cold NY months, as a youngen, mom would put me for sleep atop the engine box or hatch (depending on model boat) to keep me warm. To this day I fall asleep in seconds and noise can be completely shut out - no matter how stressful my life may be at the time! 2 cyl o/b exhaust is like a Three Musketeers candy to my senses. BTW – I like your handle! :lol: Cheers, Art :popcorn: :D

"Grew up on/in them [pretty often for me, but not each and every day, like you]... I would be papoosed and tucked into a nook or cranny on the boat from before I could walk. The smell of diesel [or gas] or two stroke exhaust on a crisp foggy morning is akin to comfort food for me. My mind goes back to "the good old days" immediately. Throw in a Yoohoo or chocolate milk and cinnamon swirls and I'm 5 yrs old heading out of the marina waiting to hear the engine throttle up so I can get some really good sleep!"
 

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