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Is it any wonder I keep going back to Craig’s list daily, in search of that "perfect free boat?" Or maybe just see if that over priced dime-a-dozen jon boat finally sold. Maybe find that $50 great looking old kicker motor that just needs a little tinkering. Is it any wonder Northwest Classic Boat Club is my homepage?
God, I love my boat!
Lord how I love my boat!
That leaky old boat of mine, smelling of fish guts, gas fumes and fresh varnish, always needing fixing or upgrading, old gas-guzzling, way-to-big-for-it 2-stroke smoking up the boat ramp, and looking like a relic from a Lucky Strikes ad. She does turn heads though, like a fine old lady who never lost her class, her figure or her looks.
You can tell somebody still takes care of her, and she too in kind, takes care of us. For 16 months my kids dreamed of the day we would be on the water. How many times we drove up and down Marine drive looking at the river and all the places we would go. The disappointment last summer when we found the motor was a dud. The anticipation through the winter as I rebuilt that engine.
This summer it all came together, the motor, the boat, the Oregon State Marine Board and the DMV,… and we were on the river. My daughter couldn’t stop smiling and taking pictures on her cell phone. My boy watched every move I made and every control I worked. We were blessed with sunny skies, kind water, and blackberries from an island in a river.
I really lucked out with that boat, and those kids. I hope they’ll remember the lessons the boat taught us and pass it on to their kids. The secret of happiness isn’t in having what you like, but in liking what you have.
How I love that boat.
God, I love my boat!
Lord how I love my boat!
That leaky old boat of mine, smelling of fish guts, gas fumes and fresh varnish, always needing fixing or upgrading, old gas-guzzling, way-to-big-for-it 2-stroke smoking up the boat ramp, and looking like a relic from a Lucky Strikes ad. She does turn heads though, like a fine old lady who never lost her class, her figure or her looks.
You can tell somebody still takes care of her, and she too in kind, takes care of us. For 16 months my kids dreamed of the day we would be on the water. How many times we drove up and down Marine drive looking at the river and all the places we would go. The disappointment last summer when we found the motor was a dud. The anticipation through the winter as I rebuilt that engine.
This summer it all came together, the motor, the boat, the Oregon State Marine Board and the DMV,… and we were on the river. My daughter couldn’t stop smiling and taking pictures on her cell phone. My boy watched every move I made and every control I worked. We were blessed with sunny skies, kind water, and blackberries from an island in a river.
I really lucked out with that boat, and those kids. I hope they’ll remember the lessons the boat taught us and pass it on to their kids. The secret of happiness isn’t in having what you like, but in liking what you have.
How I love that boat.
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