For many of us, when we bring up the subject of our passion for boats, people just assume we are fans of boating. They blend us all in with the thong party crowd, Wake boarders, cruisers, and the great white washed cluster of plastic tubs taking up valuable space on the water. Not to mention, but I will, the dreaded Mini vans of the water, Pontoon boats. Okay, there I took a position. If its not classic its crap! Are we all with me here….. Hello.. No.. okay, there may be some gray areas here, but what fun would that be on a cold winter day.. What else do you have to do?
The point is, and we make this point all the time. Time out on a classic boat is far far more than time on the water. Its timeless time. As in you never really know when it is, its just now, and that is just perfect. it could be anytime, 1948, 1995, or yes 2018 if you pick up your dam phone and kill it. The the magic time when all is is suspended in….time. The cliche Point A, to Point B drive is more like a journey of life, romance and wonderment..
Sometimes I like to take the boat to the local restaurant. It’s literally right across the creek. But the journey starts at the turn of the key and smell and sound of the flat head blapping to life.. BLAP, BLAP, BLAP.. VROOM… And we’re all transported to a special place that only us here can understand. And that is what warm summer memories are all about.. keep warm world!