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Originally Posted by honeybadger
Welcome aboard ! i spend about 4 hours a week walking a local boat yard less than a mile from my house. Always checking out the hull shapes keel sizes and how the chines and stern below the water line is shaped.
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your not a Captain untill you 1- clip the dock leaving your slip,2-Run aground reaching for that chart you dropped,3-drop your $500 phone overboard when deploying the anchor ! ( Fair winds and rising tides)
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Thanks for the welcome. Before I had a freak accident that changed my life, I also like to walk the boat yards. There, I gained an appreciation of hull designs, especially the chines (if any) and the keel. I just liked the look of the hulls that were more rounded, without chines, and a full keel that just about enveloped the prop shaft, prop, and rudder. More recently, I began a search for boats that had these features and found that, in general, they were more expensive than the flatter-bottomed boats or they were sailboats/motor sailers.
In addition to satisfying the criteria above to be a captain, I've also lost two pairs of prescription sun glasses overboard and I actually sunk my boat once. After its sinking, it sat on a rocky bottom of the shore for 12 hours before the Coast Guard arrived with a functioning pump that allowed us to refloat the boat. They had come earlier, but brought a non-functioning pump. The hull repairs of about 1,000 holes in the fiberglass cost me dearly to repair and I lost all electronics and the outboard. After drying the hull (heat lamps for 2 weeks), I repaired the holes myself and repowered the boat with used twin outboards. My Dad was quite amused at all of this and never quite understood why I needed to be on the water. It seems clear to me that you either have this desire or you don't. For those with the affliction, nothing else will suffice.
During the first outing after the sinking, I engaged the dock at the marina fuel pump and destroyed my bow rail on a piling when a wave came at exactly the wrong moment. Heck, with my calamities, I might be a master mariner...
Your mileage may vary...