No Regrets
Well-Known Member
In the last couple of years, I have said 'Goodbye' to a few boats.
Fufu, the Shetland 570: She had a little character, but frankly, at £3000 a little disposable.
Shamby: A very pretty if zigzaggy Scarani 700 Sportcruiser, not really up to the job in hand, but cost enough to bid a farewell stroke to...
No Regrets: Not exactly bank-breaking stuff, but today, I said goodbye, after emptying out a second bootfull of stuff.
I sat in her cabin, and looked around at thirty years worth of good honest service, the still eminently servicable wood infrastructure and excellent design, and suddenly felt an overwhelming sadness.
What had this lovely little vessel done to deserve being sold?
We had spent only a year together, but nearly every weekend either cruising faultlessly up and down the prettiest part of the loveliest River, or just together while I fettled her intimate parts to the best of my ability, and she never let me down.
However strong the current, Red the boards or stern the lockies glare, this boat did whatever the helmsman commanded.
When the sun shone, she excelled, providing a sound platform to swim from, eat drink and laugh upon, and always got us home safe and sound, sipping only a morsel of fuel, while everyone else complained.
I confess to shedding a tear today, wondering why....
I hope the next boat is worthy of such affection, or I'll be sorely upset..... /forums/images/graemlins/frown.gif
Is this normal?
Fufu, the Shetland 570: She had a little character, but frankly, at £3000 a little disposable.
Shamby: A very pretty if zigzaggy Scarani 700 Sportcruiser, not really up to the job in hand, but cost enough to bid a farewell stroke to...
No Regrets: Not exactly bank-breaking stuff, but today, I said goodbye, after emptying out a second bootfull of stuff.
I sat in her cabin, and looked around at thirty years worth of good honest service, the still eminently servicable wood infrastructure and excellent design, and suddenly felt an overwhelming sadness.
What had this lovely little vessel done to deserve being sold?
We had spent only a year together, but nearly every weekend either cruising faultlessly up and down the prettiest part of the loveliest River, or just together while I fettled her intimate parts to the best of my ability, and she never let me down.
However strong the current, Red the boards or stern the lockies glare, this boat did whatever the helmsman commanded.
When the sun shone, she excelled, providing a sound platform to swim from, eat drink and laugh upon, and always got us home safe and sound, sipping only a morsel of fuel, while everyone else complained.
I confess to shedding a tear today, wondering why....
I hope the next boat is worthy of such affection, or I'll be sorely upset..... /forums/images/graemlins/frown.gif
Is this normal?
