At last, we have a slip. My son and I bought the boat back in early May, that in itself was the culmination of months of contemplation. After the purchase we had several weeks of drama obtaining all the proper documentation…I don’t know how it is elsewhere, but I assume because of Katrina (how that storm has touched us in so many ways) the State is very picky about a verifiable trail of ownership. Then to the marina, whose main concern was salvage and wreckage removal coverage (understandably, I suppose). Well, for a 37 year old boat valued at $1200 dollars, a named value policy was all we could get. Still, fate smiled upon us because its renewal time at the harbor, so the harbor master was satisfied with our application, far too busy to scrutinize it.
The choosing of the slip. This was interesting. I had assumed we would simply be assigned a slip, but we HAD TO pick it out…they would not assign one even upon request…we had to go down to the harbor and pick one out. Now to me they all look the same…water, dock, piling, We choose one with no current neighbors on either side, and two doors down was a boat that made our modest offering look regent.
So Sunday, wind and tide permitting (no, not really, it will be Sunday) we launch at the only suitable ramp and sail 6 miles to the harbor. It will be glorious, and mark the start of many days of sailing after work…my wife will think I’ve found another love…and she won’ be too far wrong.
Pics to follow.
The choosing of the slip. This was interesting. I had assumed we would simply be assigned a slip, but we HAD TO pick it out…they would not assign one even upon request…we had to go down to the harbor and pick one out. Now to me they all look the same…water, dock, piling, We choose one with no current neighbors on either side, and two doors down was a boat that made our modest offering look regent.
So Sunday, wind and tide permitting (no, not really, it will be Sunday) we launch at the only suitable ramp and sail 6 miles to the harbor. It will be glorious, and mark the start of many days of sailing after work…my wife will think I’ve found another love…and she won’ be too far wrong.
Pics to follow.