One of the most pleasurable boating experiences I’ve had was teaching my grandchildren about boating in every aspect. It all starts when they see their parents’ interest in boats and perhaps taking them as infants aboard in a safe manner. They sense the sky, smell…
Posts tagged as “Capt. Eddy Smith (retired)”
It’s mid-summer and you’ve been enjoying your boat. All that sun and sea,communing with nature, cooling off in the water. What could possibly go astray on such sunny days? Today, we will address one of them. If you consider yourself a seasoned boater and haven’t…
Pricing out a new boat? Suffering from sticker price? Is your dream boat now out of reach and you are now using your neighbors ancient rotted wooden Verity skiff? Join the club! At the last boat show I attended there was a free oxygen booth…
Another nautical service of Capt. Eddy Smith (Retired), who has owned a total of 16 boats in his nearly 80 years and now lives under a tarp in a marina. HULL BOAT INTERIOR See you on the bay,Capt. Eddy
I have the proud pleasure of having a grandson who is a cadet at the Merchant Marine Academy at Fort Schuyler at the foot of the Throgs Neck Bridge. Lately he has been taking fire fighting classes and experiencing it in actual process. All the…
It’s Feb 27th, and as I write this, we have hopefully just finished one of the coldest and snowiest winters in my ever so long life. I will give you one hint how long. Fiberglass boats weren’t even a dream when I was a kid.…
Before you know it, we will be uncovering our boats as we prepare them for spring launch. For most of us, it is a perennial time of year. It never gets old if you are really into boating. Most of us who store our boats…
Another thing about some of the new boats marketed today that pisses me off, other than the prices, ever thinning fiberglass construction and hallucious color choices (I actually saw a new boat with dark brown Naugahyde companion pilot and aft chairs, Yee Ha! That boat’s…
During the time of COVID, many folks felt constricted by what became housed in lifestyles and the definite sense of depression that hung over us, which was hard to escape. People began to look for outdoor pursuits that would be uplifting, out in the fresh…
Before I ended up living on the water, I spent years berthed in semi-enjoyable marinas. I say marinas (Plural) because you never knew if they would be in business the next year. I once had to steal my boat back on a cold February night…