It was a rainy winter day that was not at all that wintery. Yes, it was gray and rainy, but it was uncharacteristically warm for the middle of February. I had spent all morning driving up to Long Island to the town of Babylon NY on the shallow waters of The Great Bay to look at a small 17 foot sailboat designed by the legendary Lyle Hess. I found her in a small boatyard, looking quite tiny compared to the sleeping behemoths that towered over her shapely form.
I had come all this way to buy a boat, and I did. Unfortunately I did so to replace my beloved SeaSprite 23, a boat that was both lovely to look at and riddled with serious structural problems. I never got to sail her, but I certainly did a lot of working on her over the years. Flirt had taught me a lot, but I could not resurrect her. It was a both a very sad and a freeing day when I took a sawzall to her shapely hull. She had hung around my neck like an albatross for far too long.
Tea, came with a trailer that had never been dunked, two year old sails, and a well maintained outboard, she still has enough small blemishes and questionable modifications and repairs to keep me happily busy working on her for a long time. I could also drop her in the water tomorrow and go Sailing. All her blemishes are cosmetic, nothing I can't address next winter or even while she is in the water this summer.
Now I just need to go back up there with my Rover and drag her home...