Every time you go out on your Woody Boat, you are living history. That’s right, you’re never alone in a classic boat, because you have all the wonderful family history with you, not to mention the hands that designed her and built her. I can’t tell you, but I will, how many times I have been out on the water and felt like I was part of a continuum of history, of the dreams that have filled every grain of her mahogany like a thick stain of humanity. Each decision made by Christopher Columbus Smith is there in my woody boats living being. You may think I’ve gone deep into the thinner fumes, but you know I am right. You just have to open up your emotional pours and take it all in. Once you allow yourself that, you will never ever go back to the emotional coldness of a new plastic boat. Oh sure, there is some emotion in all sorts of fiberglass designs. But nothing is as deep and the bond of history, varnish and sweat all blended together in a magnificent symphony of rumbling power as you cruise down the water ways of time….. WOW, Ok, I just woke up from my dream, as i looked at this amazing photo on ebay today. Sorry.. I am back now.. Until i go out this weekend, then I am back boating with my mind in the clouds of the past.
And for those of you that want a piece of history for the wall. here is the original photo I meesed up with my dream.
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