With Covid 19 limiting or eliminating so many activities, I’ve had the time to root through photo archives of appealing/appalling boats wandering by our place on the crossroads in Stuart.
Above, the first boat is a dear 1970’s Banjer 37 motorsailor. I really lusted after the Banjer when I first saw it back then. It was built in Finland I believe, and with its airy, sheltered wheelhouse, handsome double-ended hull with lively sheer, snug saloon below and modest, manageable ketch rig, I still lust after it.
Next is a tough, nice-looking, aluminum-hulled sedan trawler, I’m sure it was designed by great naval architect Charlie Wittholz as one o f his Europa 42 designs. Left raw, the hull requires no paint, no worry about scratches, just fire up the diesel and away you go in style and comfort.
Third is what looks like a decaying relic from the short-lived ferro cement boat-building craze. Deferred maintenance? Nah, no maintenance. Peeling paint, raw concrete hull, vestigial mast, sharply-canted outboard rudder. But for maybe $20K, this owner has a two-stateroom condo on prime waterfront, no real estate taxes, minimal upkeep, Key West in winter, Penobscot Bay in summer. Brilliant?
Next, we start off with a classic Rybovich sportfish. CYGNET is owned by a neighbor in my condo community, it is a true labor of love. Made of wood, old Rybovich sportfish are prized like old Trumpy’s as examples of the best of breed in classic sportfish. With a pretty pale lemon hull, brightwork transom and everything just so, it seems almost sacrilegious to haul slimy, bloody fish aboard.
Next is an ordinary clipper bow, aft-cabin sailboat sporting a quite unorthodox rig. It is a schooner with a double-headsail rig forward plus a sprit up the foremast to hand a squaresail maybe? Then there is a jib-rigged sail with boom between the two masts, ending with a mainsail aft. If you look closely, there are dozens of rigging lines running everywhere – seems complicated and unwieldy to me but I’m sure it makes total sense to the skipper.
Last but hardly least is YA THINK – a so-cute, nicely boxy custom power cat, beetling out the inlet with a happy group ensconced in the open yet sheltered deckhouse. Day-boating in high style indeed.