Southwest Florida Yachts
 
 

 

My Boating Valentine
b
y Barb Hansen
February  20
10

When we were dating, Vic told me that he had been in love before. Apprehensively, I waited to hear love stories that didnít involve me.

The first true love of his life, Vic said, occurred when he was only 12 years old. He had an affair with an older sailboat. He even made a set of sails for itÖfrom bed sheets. Hmmm. Other love stories followed. The objects of his affection were -- you got it -- boats.

I understood that his pre-teenís psyche had been imprinted with a powerful, though strange, attraction. I married him anyway.

Now fast forward to a few years ago.  I turned to the comic strips and went immediately to my favorite, Hagar the Horrible.

From his comic strip barstool Hagar the Horrible was telling his drinking buddies that he had had nine true loves in his life. All boats. OMG, I thought, thatís Vic and heís channeling Hagar the Horrible. 

Iím loving it. I clipped and taped this strip to the refrigerator.

Iím not sure to this day if I know about all of Vicís earlier sweethearts but Iíve been an enthusiastic partner with him on every acquisition since. The arrows that Cupid released at us were surely tipped with a Love Boat Potion.

When I read that cartoon strip my boating memory kicked in and I started counting up our loves: Dolphin, a 36-foot ketch, was our ďhomeĒ for four years. Others include two Boston Whalers, a few sloops, several Grand Banks trawlers, and assorted dinghies.

Hagar told the boys in the bar that a man is lucky if he has one true love in his life. A boat owner nine times, Hagar had been lucky nine times. Counting boats only, Vic and I have Hagarís kind of luck.

Sometimes truth speaks to you from the funny papers. Sometimes itís from the news section.

Did you hear about the new cruise ship for 3,500 passengers? Impressive specs, this boat: 1,487 cabins, 3,710 bunk spaces, and who knows how many miles of all you can eat buffet lines.

Those specs donít impress me. My votes goes for something with two or maybe three cabins, a reliable vessel with a shallow draft that motors smoothly along a placid coastal waterway framed by mangrove wilderness and views of wading birds, dolphins and the occasional family of manatees.

My cruise ship doesnít have an activities director; it doesnít have an ATM; it doesnít have an onboard hospital. In fact, it doesnít have a schedule unless you say so. If itís Tuesday, itís not Belgium, itís probably Sanibel Island, or Useppa Island, or the most beautiful beach youíve ever seen on Cayo Costa Island. Cruise ships canít go there, and thatís a good thing.

On my favorite cruise ship dressing up for a meal means pulling a tee shirt over your swimsuit. Passengers donít cut into the buffet line to take the last shrimp.

And every evening at dinner the captain sits at my table.
 

Click here to visit out Sailing School website!

Southwest Florida Yachts
3444 Marinatown Lane N.W. • North Fort Myers • Florida 33903
(239) 656-1339 (800) 262-7939 Fax (239) 656-2628

Marinatown Marina 26° 38.5'N 81° 53.0'W
Burnt Store Marina 26° 45.71' N 82° 04.20'W


©1989, 1999 Southwest Florida Yachts, Inc. All Rights Reserved. This website contains
original copyrighted graphic and textual material created and owned by Southwest Florida Yachts., Inc.
Reproduction and other use of this material without the express written consent of Southwest Florida Yachts, Inc. is prohibited.