benjenbav
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From pictures of the boat, the words written on the topsides and the flags it seems clear that the owner is making a political protest rather than accidentally or lightheartedly flying a non-standard flag or ensign.
Privateers and pirates are different things.As you say, the Spanish is pretty obvious, once you think about it. As for France... I don't recall, I presume because of Privateers but maybe I've just read too much Patrick O'Brien. Perhaps my memory is just wrong.
He seems to be a man of good heart and compassion.From pictures of the boat, the words written on the topsides and the flags it seems clear that the owner is making a political protest rather than accidentally or lightheartedly flying a non-standard flag or ensign.ok
Back to where he was last year then.Pink boat back in Newtown, anchored just south of Shalfleet creek.
when we have done this in the past ( several times as it happens) the procedure has been to attach several steel oil drums to the hull each having a bouyancy of about 200kg. This is done at low tide so that some attempt can be made to part drain the inside of the hull. Put fenders etc inside the hull so that they cant pop out when the hull is floated off.So how many fenders for 1.25 tonnes of boat will one need?
"authorities" are always completely risk averse and for them the easy way out is to use some outfit with insurance whatever the cost of doing so.Yeah, and again, simple enough for a salvage outfit with plugs and high capacity pumps. Iwould imagine that the authorities who want the wreck removed would prefer a simple and quick pro job to any number of well meaning amateurs faffing around trying all sorts of things for ages. And then calling the pros.![]()
Well that is a classic non-story. Boat “dries out on beach” or “ran aground”?
I was about to say that!Ah, a quirky name indeed, "Top Genocide" jauntily cocking a snoot at the distress of the boat owner as insidious rates of financial depreciation and dwindling finances remain disregarded. Jauntily set against the pastel pink of love, calm, and warmth, which deceptively establishes feelings of energy, playfulness and sophistication. The juxtaposition of stranding reveals the insidious nature, ever hopeful of fresh winds, sun and distant shores of new beginnings and renewals as the tide returns, only to leave once again, with a depressing inevitability of decrepitude, unavoidably headlong towards the reality of loss and the end of this mortal coil.
The homeless have few choices and generally die well before 50. Pity him rather than mock eccentricitiesI wonder if he has a heater on board?
Strange choice of habitat imo.