We, like you, dream of buying another new boat — the perfect cruising boat. We’ve owned dozens of boats, from sailing dinghies to our current 53-foot motorsailer. We’ve lived aboard since 1979, averaging 3,000 to 5,000 miles a year. We’ve lived on the hook in the Bahamas for months at a time. And we raised a family aboard.
The mythology of the sea has given rise to stories such as “Moby Dick,” “Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea” and even “The Little Mermaid.” But there is other maritime mythology that, although more mundane, is a bit more relevant to you and me. Here are a dozen of the less romantic myths, and I’ll bet you know of many more.
I used to think multitools were for sissies. I mean, what real man would ever have a screwdriver as little as the ones on those tools? And a man use scissors? No way. Not this man. And it was clear to me what the little files were all about. A real man has rough, dirty fingernails. He doesn’t need a file.
Even the soundest boats can suffer without proper and timely inspections in the smallest of places
Life is good as you cruise along on a beautiful day. Everything’s working right, running right, sounding right and feeling right. And then it hits the fan. What hits the fan? That’s the problem with a boat. It could be anything. And a lot of those things are gremlins that we haven’t even dreamed about, but have been lurking, hiding, waiting to pounce. Let’s take a look at just a few.
For all the frustration they can cause, Tom would be lost without that engine hung on the transom
Far back at the very beginning we were blessed to live in the Garden. Life was good there, in all respects. We were never cold. We were never hot. We didn’t have to worry about what we were going to wear. We were never even hungry. Until we saw that apple.
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