Why is it....?
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jimi
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Pink trousers and a white smile!
Twister_Ken
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It's always a pleasure to look up an old friend.
cliff
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Wee Jimi must be bored 
Haven't-a-Clue
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pendlecats
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Nautorius
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At least one at this rate,,,
When I go on a Mobo with my brother or look at Mobos at Boatshow with my brother they presume we are Gay. If I sail with him or friends then no one questions us.......that is why I now have a Sailing Boat......and several children!
Great Thread.....
Colvic Watson
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Does that mean that two blokes on a motor sailer could be a bit 50:50?
BAtoo
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3,310 days so far.....
BAtoo
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Lakesailor
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Bit of thread drift. I had a yacht near us which two blokes would sail on and I was a bit suspicious........
(not you, Mike)
(not you, Mike)
BrendanS
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What a joy to see this thread, yet again!
VO5
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If you are really interested (anthropologically speaking) in observing peculiar Mobo Antics the USA is a place to go rich in examples.
I spent 2 weeks in Key Biscayne in Florida visiting friends to do a bit of sailing, not very far, just a couple of days out and return....
The villa next door had an elaborate mobo tied up, with every conceivable aerial, mushroom, radar, on it.
Every morning a man in overalls would appear carrying a large case like a toolbox, whose contents he would lay out on the pontoon and proceed to clean and polish this monument to ostentation. This went on for an hour, at least.
Then at lunchtime another one would appear once the polisher had left wheeling a trolley loaded with food and fruit and a bucket with a bottle of champagne in it and the cockpit table was laid with a pink tablecloth.
As soon as the table had been laid, another two would appear, wearing yellow trousers and flowery shirts and they would climb into the cockpit and sit there listening to music and having lunch.
These antics were repeated daily during my visit.
The engine was never run, or the ropes let go, or anything.
The boat never moved from its berth. Strange ?
On the other side lived an old boy with a very young wife.
My hostess explained he was a top plastic surgeon.
Every eveniing about 6.30 they would both appear...
He would lead and get on board. The Mobo was infested with gizmos of all sorts, radar, mushrooms, aerials and even a rotating satellite dish !
She would follow...wearing bell bottom trousers and a fake fur jacket..and sunglasses studded with glitz Edna Dame Everage would have been proud of..
...and followed by two pugs wearing red white and blue collars with matching rosettes..
The dogs on catching sight of us would snarl and bark loudly even after they were coaxed on board and proceeded to run back and forth the length of the boat once the engines were started..
She...would be carrying a bottle and two champagne flutes...
They waved as they made off..
We knew they didn't go very far, only out to the estuary and back..
Odd behaviour, isn't it ?
I also could not help noticing the wilful waste of electricity.
The whole house was illuminated from top to bottom. The lights left on inside., the outside illuminated by spotlights, the centre of attraction being the stars and stripes, on a white flagpole, on a plinth and illuminated brightly all night by four spotlights.
Even the lawns were spotlighted.
Remarkable.
I spent 2 weeks in Key Biscayne in Florida visiting friends to do a bit of sailing, not very far, just a couple of days out and return....
The villa next door had an elaborate mobo tied up, with every conceivable aerial, mushroom, radar, on it.
Every morning a man in overalls would appear carrying a large case like a toolbox, whose contents he would lay out on the pontoon and proceed to clean and polish this monument to ostentation. This went on for an hour, at least.
Then at lunchtime another one would appear once the polisher had left wheeling a trolley loaded with food and fruit and a bucket with a bottle of champagne in it and the cockpit table was laid with a pink tablecloth.
As soon as the table had been laid, another two would appear, wearing yellow trousers and flowery shirts and they would climb into the cockpit and sit there listening to music and having lunch.
These antics were repeated daily during my visit.
The engine was never run, or the ropes let go, or anything.
The boat never moved from its berth. Strange ?
On the other side lived an old boy with a very young wife.
My hostess explained he was a top plastic surgeon.
Every eveniing about 6.30 they would both appear...
He would lead and get on board. The Mobo was infested with gizmos of all sorts, radar, mushrooms, aerials and even a rotating satellite dish !
She would follow...wearing bell bottom trousers and a fake fur jacket..and sunglasses studded with glitz Edna Dame Everage would have been proud of..
...and followed by two pugs wearing red white and blue collars with matching rosettes..
The dogs on catching sight of us would snarl and bark loudly even after they were coaxed on board and proceeded to run back and forth the length of the boat once the engines were started..
She...would be carrying a bottle and two champagne flutes...
They waved as they made off..
We knew they didn't go very far, only out to the estuary and back..
Odd behaviour, isn't it ?
I also could not help noticing the wilful waste of electricity.
The whole house was illuminated from top to bottom. The lights left on inside., the outside illuminated by spotlights, the centre of attraction being the stars and stripes, on a white flagpole, on a plinth and illuminated brightly all night by four spotlights.
Even the lawns were spotlighted.
Remarkable.
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VO5
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SWMBO and I have friends in Annapolis. We were invited to dinner at the Annapolis Yacht Club one evening.
On the table nearby were seated five men.
They were discussing their mobos, they were so loud you could not help overhearing everything.
They were talking about "The fuel crisis"......and how many cents increase were expected in the price of gas...
Now they began to talk about fuel consumption...one piped up and said he only got 22 gallons per mile out of his boat..
I never did get to know what sort of boat it was and how any boat could suffer that kind of thirst...
Then another one appeared and joined them.
Then they all got up and left.
On the table nearby were seated five men.
They were discussing their mobos, they were so loud you could not help overhearing everything.
They were talking about "The fuel crisis"...
...and how many cents increase were expected in the price of gas...Now they began to talk about fuel consumption...one piped up and said he only got 22 gallons per mile out of his boat..
I never did get to know what sort of boat it was and how any boat could suffer that kind of thirst...
Then another one appeared and joined them.
Then they all got up and left.
Lakesailor
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Perhaps they were going to "bunker up"
BAtoo
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Now they began to talk about fuel consumption...one piped up and said he only got 22 gallons per mile out of his boat..
A friend used to sell Princess mobos; IIRR he said above 50ft the fuel consumption goes from miles per gallon to gallons per mile......
Not sure what size does 22gpm
BrendanS
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Penton Hooker
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A boatyard on the Broads, Herbert Woods, produced a class of sailing boats called Gay Lady. Can just imagine hubby going home to SWMBO and announcing that he has just been to the Broads, bought a second hand, well used Gay Lady and that she's moored in Candle Dyke. Unfortunately she needs remedial attention to her stern gland as it's leaking badly.
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Chrusty 1
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Penton Hooker
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Just for the record, a Gay Lady. Don't think that you could hire them by the hour but if you had the stamina you could have them for the week!
http://www.the-broads.co.uk/fileattachments/g/gay lady0001 (3).JPG
http://www.the-broads.co.uk/fileattachments/g/gay lady0001 (3).JPG