Marie Katherine is a sleek looking lady. Not the classic lines many prefer, but sleek none the less. Tell us the origin of her name. Wife, Mother, Daughter, Sister, Mistress? Hope you did or are doing an appropriate naming ceremony. If you didn't maybe that is the source of the bad Ju-Ju.
Oh we Christened her, Monday (or maybe Tuesday) after Christmas in Seattle on Signature Yachts docks.
I’ve been scheming my next boat for 20 years. My only other vessel a ‘76 Hunter 30 I sailed since she was built until I gifted her in 2018.
The Christabel. My dad’s boat. Since it was our family boat and the love of my life for 42 years, with all kinds of personal memories I kinda thought(all the way up to last summer with the new Beneteau on order and scheduled to be built in September) I’d continue the tradition and call her Christabel II.
Then my older brother phoned me and said something came to mind that I might not have thought of when thinking about a name.
Our dad (who left us in 1978 right before my 18th birthday and only 2 sailing seasons after me and my brother passing the power squadron course and sailing all around southern New England as a family) named his boat after his mother in law, and my wife’s mom, Marie Katherine brought a whole lot of happiness to us all too, even had a few sails on the Christabel with my now late mother- we have some great photos.
So that was it, Marie Katherine (she’s 98 and unfortunately in sunsetting a long happy life, but she understood enough about getting a boat named after her to tell me how wonderful it felt) and I never was much of a fan of the sequel named boats anyway.
And talk about a big hit with my wife! Naming your boat after your wife’s mom is a brilliant move- thanks Dad.
The Seattle christening was pretty nuts, snowed with pretty good accumulation 20°, was hard planned (no weather cancellations) since my son flew in for Chistmas and it had to be done. Salesman thought we were crazy of course because bad luck to christen and not sail her maiden voyage- thank God for roller furling and mast furlers. My grandson 5 onboard of course. I was rushing buying the champagne and ad hoc planning the “ceremony” because I love awkward goofy family moments (when you don’t plan much but expect everyone to show up and be filmed for posterity, it makes some great material to look back on, the more painful to watch the funnier to me) My first ever boat Christening, besides the Navy Sub Trepang that I went to with my Dad in I think 1969. I googled what to do two nights before.
I upgraded to some $25 a bottle French champagne since boat was also built in France and Champagne not from Champagne euro snobs say isn’t really Chsmpagne at all, but I liked the bottle.
thing was it was real thick glass and with the snow and ice all over the dock and deck my boy couldn’t reach the anchor way out in front of rail to crack it, we decided on bow cleat. After the third bounce off, with the salesman filming and coaching “hit it hard right on the tip of the cleat” I noticed the aluminum cleat was bending as the strikes got more deliberate and called off my sons effort- the next strike might have cracked the gunwhale gelcoat!.
Luckily I’d brought one bottle to toast, one to smash and my wife got the open bottle from the cockpit and we poured the designated amount over the bow sprit- then we cast off.
you guys are going to hate me when I tell you that was also my turnover orientation day. It was rushed yes.
please forgive my overshare, it was a great day for me and my family culminating with turning into wind, rolling out the sails