johnalison
Well-Known Member
Many a true word etc.I used to have a Porsche and now I have a HR.
Q: How many HR owners does it take to fix the diesel?
A: Two. One to mix the gin and tonics and one to call the Volvo engineer.
Many a true word etc.I used to have a Porsche and now I have a HR.
Q: How many HR owners does it take to fix the diesel?
A: Two. One to mix the gin and tonics and one to call the Volvo engineer.
You have clearly never experienced the joy of driving to the boat in a brand new Morgan
But then i would class a halberg rassey as an overpriced product so to each his own i suppose
As with 2 earlier posters have a Morgan. The only sensible toy to have. probably better to look at then to drive if you want high speed and good roadholding, but gives wonderful feel good feeling.
Coupled with my new Bavaria 33 gives an unbeatable combination and driving to the club for a good day sail on a nice summer day is as close to perfection as I can get (in boat and car terms anyway).
Drive a Ferrari, but own a Bavaria!
I can understand your sentiment, and agree to a point.
But something changes when you actually own one. Don't know what, or why, but it just happens.
Having said that, the biggest and most expensive HR pales in comparison to my all teak Cheoy Lee Vertue hand built by Hong Kong shipwrights in 1963.
HRs are not especially slow, though some of their owners sail in, shall we say, a relaxed manner. The old 35s were somewhat under-canvassed and can be slow, though some later ones had a taller, double-spreader, mast. The old 29s go well, and current designs have long waterlines and are good passage-makers, if a bit livelier than the '90s Frers designs. My 34 almost kept up with a Hanse 41 tacking to windward in about 15kn true wind recently, but was rapidly passed by a Dehler 36.
A classic Porsche, none of this modern crap. Hallbergs are beautiful boats.
By the way, I'm in my mid 30s so not really an old fart.
In my youth I quite fancied the idea of driving a sports car, as my sister did. At a motor show, possibly the only one I ever went to, I sat in a Morgan. It was so uncomfortable, sitting bolt upright a couple of inches from the wheel, that my dream, weak as it was, dissipated into thin air. A few lifts in sports cars since then have not helped, since they were equally uninspiring.
I'm half envious!
I can understand your sentiment, and agree to a point.
But something changes when you actually own one. Don't know what, or why, but it just happens.
Having said that, the biggest and most expensive HR pales in comparison to my all teak Cheoy Lee Vertue hand built by Hong Kong shipwrights in 1963.
In my youth I quite fancied the idea of driving a sports car, as my sister did. At a motor show, possibly the only one I ever went to, I sat in a Morgan. It was so uncomfortable, sitting bolt upright a couple of inches from the wheel, that my dream, weak as it was, dissipated into thin air. A few lifts in sports cars since then have not helped, since they were equally uninspiring.
I do recall being in london and a porche driver admiring my morgan so that has to be a plus