Musings and maunderings.
Well, I haven't had much to say recently, so I might as well wade in with a few musings and personal observations as well.I pretty much agree with everything that has been said so far, especially as clarified by subsequent postings of the various authors. But, I would suggest a few distinctions, that are implicit, but perhaps have not been so clearly articulated. Pardon the lengthiness of the post, but I feel that these points should me made in any discussion of the relevant merits of bluewater and coastal cruisers being engaged in by a mixed company of experienced and not so experienced sailors. Mostly of these ideas are inherently understood by knowledgeable sailors. But, somehow, they often get lost in the debate between the specific design characteristics of both categories of cruisers. I believe that a self-inventory of personal characteristics tends to eliminate the design debate.I'm not convinced that there really is much difference in the sailing skills required for safe and competent inshore racing, offshore racing, coastal cruising and bluewater voyaging.Coastal cruising (encompassing most of my 35+ years of experience) just as other posters have observed, has provided me with the most anxiety and seemed to me to be the most dangerous sailing I have experienced. My limited off-shore sailing experience has required the most self-sufficiency from me. If you can tough it out for 24 hours along the coast, you can almost always get to assistance when needed. Off-shore, you better be able to deal with the problems yourself...period.I believe that present day boat building has evolved more into a comfort and price issue than a safety one. Of course, increased comfort enhances safety, but lets face it, most boats above 27' (yeah, there are several competent shorter boats, but this is a generalization after all)built within the last 15 years can be safely sailed anywhere in the world by a competent crew with modest modifications. Modern coastal cruisers are typically designed to be fast, agile and spacious. They are ideally suited to the needs of the vast majority of sailors out there. They entice one out for short duration trips, day sailing and dockside lounging. They are inviting to non-sailors and they are easy for the inexperienced to sail credibly. They are fast enough for the experienced, land-bound, skipper to extend the vacation cruising range significantly. Bluewater boats are designed to track well with a minimum of sail trim or helm attendance. They are designed to reduce the labor involved in sail handling and to stow a large volume of gear and provisions securely. Living spaces are more confined in order to minimize damage to crew in rough weather. They are over-designed and over-built to be able keep things from breaking during extended periods of rough weather and in locations far from repair facilities. They are COMPARATIVELY (pardon the shouted emphasis) slower, less maneuverable, and less spacious.Most long term sailors have owned more than one boat. Experience, income, lifestyle changes and personal desires evolve constantly, often making earlier choices no longer suitable.I really believe that the process of deciding on a choice between designs and manufacturers should start with a stringent and brutally honest self-evaluation. That will determine whether a bluewater or coastal cruiser will be the categorical choice. When that choice is made, the relative price, design and quality merits of the various builders within that category can and should be vigorously debated and considered.If bluewater cruising is a dream for a sailor without significant experience, it can be compared to the stereotypical ghetto fantasy of MBA greatness. Many aspire, but few are suited and far fewer realize the dream. Buying a bluewater cruiser for the off-shore dreamers is, often, a major force in those dreams being dashed. Budget considerations frequently result in a project boat that wears down the novice with sweat, unending work and expense while providing little opportunity for sailing. The sailing characteristics of these boats do not lend themselves to enticing one to indulge in spur-of-the-moment outings that provoke both the joy and the added experience that ultimately lead the dreamer to far shores. Time restraints and speed limitations often prevent exploring much beyond the local cruising ground.Obviously, if one has decided to take the plunge and actually cast off on an extended bluewater voyage in the reasonably near future, disregarding the accumulated wisdom of veterans of tens (hundreds?) of thousands of open ocean miles is utter foolishness. A coastal cruiser will wear you down on an extended passage and markedly increase your chances for injury. It simply does not have tankage and stowage sufficient for the crew its sea-keeping tendencies demand.A bit of my personal history may be illustrative. I built my first boat at age fourteen. My first offshore cruise to the Bahamas occurred at age nineteen. It was aboard a homebuilt 24-foot, wooden, gaff rigged center-boarder. Moku Makai had wooden spars, hoops, canvas sails, hemp lines, galvanized stays and shrouds, no winches, no water tank, no head, no icebox and no galley. The only instruments were a compass, watch, sextant and an ancient portable RDF unit.Until about age 30, I believed that only wooden sailboats were worth owning. In various trades, occupations and avocations, I developed sufficient skill and expertise to be able, not only to own, maintain and sail a wooden bluewater cruiser, but even to build one. From my earliest remembrances, my heart was set upon sailing across the oceans to foreign lands and distant islands.Ironically, life choices and limited opportunities conspired to most frequently put me aboard those accursed 'bleach bottles'. I eventually learned that the resolution of my personal cravings lay in sailing often in any form and that the destinations were but the targets that focused me on getting off the dock.Now approaching my mid-fifties, I know that while the dream has not been extinguished, its realization is highly unlikely to occur in the foreseeable future or if so, not in a boat of my own.I am probably at the peak of my career and love what I am doing. My life partner of over thirty years, loves cruising but is completely intimidated by the ocean. I would be miserable being separated for much more than short time. So, sailing, if it to be indulged in as often as possible, must be aboard an easy boat. Easy to depart, easy to sail shorthanded, easy to maintain, easy to log miles quickly and easy on these aging muscles, joints and bones. Thus, for us, personal characteristics defined a coastal cruiser as the most suitable category.Within that category, the Catalina 320 was an easy choice. It is stiff enough to comfortably handle the nasty chop and mean summer squalls so frequent in the shallow Pamlico Sound. It is fast and agile enough to extend our cruising grounds North to the Chesapeake or South to Charleston during a week-long vacation. It is comfortable enough for us to happily take our youngest and her three friends out for a day sail last Saturday after returning Friday evening from an eight-day vacation cruise aboard.It is pleasurable enough to prompt us to frequent impromptu, week-night, dinner cruises after work when the weather is inviting.Would I take it to Bermuda, the Bahamas or down the Coast, across the Gulf to Central America? In a heartbeat, if the opportunity ever arises. Trans-oceanic? Extremely unlikely...though...never say never.Am I now, ever tempted by the lines of a lovely schooner, a well maintained Herreshoff ketch or an old Bermuda 40? Not really. But I confess they do attract my eye. Much in the same way a lovely spirited lass can not fail to draw my gaze. But, just as I am totally committed to the Admiral, I am happy with my choice ov vessels and am never truly tempted. And to add one small bit of wisdom these sparse gray hairs have accumulated over the decades. Never, ever, ever, ever...ogle...no matter how innocently! Your boat may forgive you, but she will never forget.Best regards and Fair winds,Chris