Old dreams are dangerous. You might think they are gone, but like some sort of 17 year locust they wait their chance to burrow up from your subconscious.
Opposite our nice downwind slip in Richmond there had been a Norsea, the Beowulf, for a couple of years. Which I liked because of the parallel processing connection, and because it was beautiful, and because it clearly could be sailed on SF bay when the overly tender Coronado 25 would be on her beam ends.
I hadn't known what it was, but I knew I liked it.
So, when I saw the Marlow Gambler, it was a done deal.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
Things happen...
I was working a job I didn't like, and needed something to do on the weekends, something to get me out of the house, out of town.
Yachtworld had daysailers, lots of them. But it seemed people wanted a lot for them, particularly with a (California licensed) trailer. That's what happens when you boat shop in early summer, I suppose.
So I started surfing, looking at pictures of Roberts steel boats (ugly, with a capital 'Ugh') and ended up looking at the picture of a cute double ender.
And the price was low. Well, low for 27', not for a daysailer. But so low that it was clearly a mistake and it was OK for me to email the broker, because it was clearly a mistake and the boat was really out of my reach. I could indulge in a fantasy of a pocket blue water cruiser without the danger of having to actually buy one.
Clearly.
Yachtworld had daysailers, lots of them. But it seemed people wanted a lot for them, particularly with a (California licensed) trailer. That's what happens when you boat shop in early summer, I suppose.
So I started surfing, looking at pictures of Roberts steel boats (ugly, with a capital 'Ugh') and ended up looking at the picture of a cute double ender.
And the price was low. Well, low for 27', not for a daysailer. But so low that it was clearly a mistake and it was OK for me to email the broker, because it was clearly a mistake and the boat was really out of my reach. I could indulge in a fantasy of a pocket blue water cruiser without the danger of having to actually buy one.
Clearly.
Friday, November 07, 2008
The Marie Virginia is an aft-cabin model, hull #106. She was the Marlow Gambler when I bought her - there is probably a story there, but I never met the seller, just the agent, so the backstory remains a mystery.
My intention, two years ago, was to pick up a daysailer on a trailer. After ten years of half ownership in a Coronado 25, up in a Frisco bay slip, the costs & hassle of a big boat were wearing me down. Nineteen feet or under, with a 5hp outboard, on a trailer that I could park in my side yard - for free. That was the idea.
So, off to Yachtworld I went.
My intention, two years ago, was to pick up a daysailer on a trailer. After ten years of half ownership in a Coronado 25, up in a Frisco bay slip, the costs & hassle of a big boat were wearing me down. Nineteen feet or under, with a 5hp outboard, on a trailer that I could park in my side yard - for free. That was the idea.
So, off to Yachtworld I went.
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