October 29th- It is finally mine. :dance: I made the final payment and received the title from the previous owner. To make a long story a little shorter, my friend is very responsible for awakening my desire to sail again. It all started in the early spring, after a meeting of the minds; we no longer needed to be bothered by the trivia and nonsense happening in a club we both belonged to. Sailing was supposed to be far more fun! My friend invited me to go sailing with him on his 25.5 Hunter. The boat was on the dry last March and I offered more out of guilt than anything more to help finish the bottom. This way I paid my way in advance by working. April the boat was in the water and we went for our first sail. No much wind, but fun anyway. The second and subsequent trips the winds have been favorable. After a few trips, I started to like this sailing thing. In conversation I quickly learned, yes there are many boats out there for all sorts of prices. My hunt began, but not without asking my friend if he would sell me his. “Maybe” was the response, “we’ll see.”
I searched the internet, local newspapers, and marina bulletin boards for weeks on end. I found one that got my interest and so on my birthday this past year I went to look. The boat was clean, basic and had some potential. The price was good. I went home with some excitement. Now my wife was not so sure and it took some time for her to come around. (Or is that come about?) She gradually warmed up to the idea of owning a sail boat. My friend and I took the wives sailing one day which helped with the consent.
One day on a revisit to the boat I was interested in, I told my friend that I was not going to buy his vessel as more than likely he would never get another. He agreed. We talked about accessories on the way, took measurements and pictures of the boat and after talking to the owner for a while we ventured back home with basic decisions made, all I had to do was mull it over with the wife.
On our way we stopped in at the marina to get information and pricing for the upcoming season, this way I would have all the financial information to present to my wife. At the end of the conversation, my friend mentioned to the Dock Master his ultimate goal was to get a bigger boat. Wouldn’t you know the marina had a 31’ Hunter sitting on the dry and still to be determined was the asking price as it had been turned in as a mechanics lean. We asked to check it out and my friend just went all google eyed over this opportunity, checked back with the Dock Master and we walked away with my friend getting a hand shake on the deal.
Driving home we revisited me buying his 25.5. A deal was struck and that’s the story. Funny how things change in such a short period of time.
That wasn’t that long was it?
Robert.
Owner 1984 Hunter 25.5
I searched the internet, local newspapers, and marina bulletin boards for weeks on end. I found one that got my interest and so on my birthday this past year I went to look. The boat was clean, basic and had some potential. The price was good. I went home with some excitement. Now my wife was not so sure and it took some time for her to come around. (Or is that come about?) She gradually warmed up to the idea of owning a sail boat. My friend and I took the wives sailing one day which helped with the consent.
One day on a revisit to the boat I was interested in, I told my friend that I was not going to buy his vessel as more than likely he would never get another. He agreed. We talked about accessories on the way, took measurements and pictures of the boat and after talking to the owner for a while we ventured back home with basic decisions made, all I had to do was mull it over with the wife.
On our way we stopped in at the marina to get information and pricing for the upcoming season, this way I would have all the financial information to present to my wife. At the end of the conversation, my friend mentioned to the Dock Master his ultimate goal was to get a bigger boat. Wouldn’t you know the marina had a 31’ Hunter sitting on the dry and still to be determined was the asking price as it had been turned in as a mechanics lean. We asked to check it out and my friend just went all google eyed over this opportunity, checked back with the Dock Master and we walked away with my friend getting a hand shake on the deal.
Driving home we revisited me buying his 25.5. A deal was struck and that’s the story. Funny how things change in such a short period of time.
That wasn’t that long was it?
Robert.
Owner 1984 Hunter 25.5
