Well it has been a fantastic 33 year love affair, and great ride. But it is time to say goodbye. It's like when you know that it is time to give up your drivers license.
I'm afraid of hurting her or someone else. (me I don't care) I am starting to make mistakes and forget to do things that I have been doing forever, and not just caring for her. Also things in my everyday life. Old people reach a point in their lives that they can no longer do things second natured.
My attention span is becoming very short. I trailered my girl to Port Clinton to stay with a friend a couple of weeks ago to spend a few days with him on his boat. We used my girl to tour the islands and the surrounding areas. I told him to drive, I was happy to just sit and enjoy the feeling of being on the water. ( It did bother me a little, because he drove her a little harder than I do, Lol) So I went to the back, and sat on the best seat in the house (the dog house) and enjoyed the ride. Right now my navigation skills and docking are as sharp as they have always been. Things that are part of the package are starting to feel like work to me: trailering, launching, reteaving, backing up the trailer into the building, fixing broken things, giving her a bath, and my 40hr winter maintenance schedule every winter layup. Physically I still can do all of this, but mentally I can't, and rather than short cut the quality, I chose to give her a new home. Her home will still be the same, just a new owner. 3 years ago they wanted to buy my building, and I said sure, but you don't get this room. Which is where my girl is. And they said ok. Along with when you get ready to sell it, I want that boat. So here we are. I may not have her any longer, but I will always have the memories.
( as long as I can find the pictures that go with them)
I'm afraid of hurting her or someone else. (me I don't care) I am starting to make mistakes and forget to do things that I have been doing forever, and not just caring for her. Also things in my everyday life. Old people reach a point in their lives that they can no longer do things second natured.
My attention span is becoming very short. I trailered my girl to Port Clinton to stay with a friend a couple of weeks ago to spend a few days with him on his boat. We used my girl to tour the islands and the surrounding areas. I told him to drive, I was happy to just sit and enjoy the feeling of being on the water. ( It did bother me a little, because he drove her a little harder than I do, Lol) So I went to the back, and sat on the best seat in the house (the dog house) and enjoyed the ride. Right now my navigation skills and docking are as sharp as they have always been. Things that are part of the package are starting to feel like work to me: trailering, launching, reteaving, backing up the trailer into the building, fixing broken things, giving her a bath, and my 40hr winter maintenance schedule every winter layup. Physically I still can do all of this, but mentally I can't, and rather than short cut the quality, I chose to give her a new home. Her home will still be the same, just a new owner. 3 years ago they wanted to buy my building, and I said sure, but you don't get this room. Which is where my girl is. And they said ok. Along with when you get ready to sell it, I want that boat. So here we are. I may not have her any longer, but I will always have the memories.
( as long as I can find the pictures that go with them)
