This is not me and this
is not the boat I bought.
| I bought a boat today
with the money I saved by not
Sarah says it's the money I made working more
because I've got more energy and enthusiasm since I
quit. Hard to say which; probably both.
It was cheap. A little worn but with good bones. '73
San Juan 24.
I'm not at all ready to
sail her but I have salty friends eager to
teach me. I can't believe it happened. I started my
search Friday morning, a late birthday in an early
autumn season. One quick look at craigslist in bed.
I'm a boat seller's dream! I jumped at the first one
that spoke to me with its righteously located and
low-rent slip thrown in the deal.
Took a look Saturday, mostly just felt it out by
sitting there. Poke and prod? Haggle? Not me. I've
not really had reason to mistrust anyone outside my
own family, so until proven otherwise I'm giving all
strangers the benefit of the doubt. Seller's word
was good enough.
I have low expectations. If I can get cruising by
spring that will be sweet. For now I'm looking
forward to a slow winter of fixing her up.
The Guy who sold it to me made the
old joke about the two happiest days in the life
of a boatowner. "Good! That means we're both