In a beautiful pea green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
This weekend will mark the first official weekend that Bill and I actively begin the quest for the perfect sailboat. This is also where the problem begins.
See, my idea of what a sailboat should be and his are very, very different.
Here is my vision.
And here is his.
You will notice 2 big differences here. My vision has lots of pictures of the inside of the boat, and his shows mostly the outside.
Mine is an old boat that has lots of wood and comfort. His is a white hulled, racing boat, sleek and fast.
My boat has lots of room inside for 4 kids and 2 adults.
His has lots of room on deck for plenty of deck hands to trim sails and maximize the wind.
My boat has lots of room for an almost 3yo to run around safely below deck.
His has lots of deck area for an almost 3yo to fall overboard.
Mine could serve as a little vacation house.
His could hold lots of new sails that will be purchased to make the fast boat go faster.
So, you see the dilema. He wants a boat to sail on and go fast and I want a boat to CRUISE on and relax.
I want a boat that is too expensive.
He wants a boat that we can afford.
This is one of the compromises. As are this and this.
This is just a looky, looky trip. I am not anxious to rush into a boat anytime soon. Plus, I know that the perfect boat is out there. It just takes time to find it. And part of the fun is the lookin’, ya know?
In the meantime, I will try and talk him into this one. All we would have to do is sail it home form Mazatlan! How hard would that be? And we could see the Panama canal! Easy day, right?
Photos to come.
In the meantime, have you ever pondered this part of the poem:
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
‘O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!’
Dude, you try keeping a straight face reading this to your small child. It is impossible. And I have a cat named Pussy ta boot!
That was the first poem that Ellen memorized. I still love it. And the pussy part; not so bad when you’re reciting with a 5yo.
Just a warning Jody. My sister and her husband bought a sail boat four years ago. Two years ago, the minute her husband turned 55, he took early retirement, sold their house, gave everything away except special things (like pictures, etc, which are now stored in my garage) and they took off in their boat from San Diego, CA. They have had a great time but we miss them so much. They come home at the end of May and stay until mid November and then off they go again. My bil is much more enthusiatic about this dream than my sister, but she is happy to live his dream for a few years. They are in Costa Rica right now, livin the good life. Just thought I would share.
Wow, they look beautiful. I especially like the ones with blue sky and blue water, considering it is now -35 here in northern Minnesota.
Boats and water = dollars.
Boats and salt water = lots of dollars.
Woodboats and salt water = cubic dollars.
Make it a non wood boat where all can sleep away from the weather.
Easy! You’ll have to buy TWO boats!
Bah ha ha ha.
I bet you’d like a Hans Christian (hanschristianyacht.com). I *love* those, but oh my they are pricey.
Be thankful you are looking to purchase a boat. My husband has a delusion of building his own boat. He is actively working toward this delusion. He has boat plans! *CUSTOM* boat plans! As it is he’s rather a workaholic (because he really loves what he does) and doesn’t have enough time for the regular house projects, time as a family, etc. This process will be interesting.
And – regarding “The Owl and the Pussycat” – I read/said that poem to my son at bedtime for years. Years. (Mostly) without laughing. Have you see the Jan Brett-illustrated book. Luscious illustrations.
That was our main problem too when wanting that boat a couple of months ago…we couldn’t agree what we’d use it for. He wanted to keep moving and fish with it (he said he gets seasick when still) and I wanted to stop and snorkel and spend days just having fun, jumping off the boat, etc. Funny, huh
good luck with the search! I want a widgeon. nothing special, just a little play-around-in-the-water boat that is easy to sail, and maneuvers easily.
I get anxious about getting to the mooring with the big boats – it’s kinda like worrying about driving a van through a crowded downtown.