Apr 30, 2009, 9:12 AM
Post #8 of 17
When I was born, my parents were learning how to sail in an ODay Mariner, so they just took me along. A few years later, my brother and I sailed with Dad in his Finn, with one of us on each side of the centerboard trunk. It was cozy, but plenty of space for a 4 and 5 year old. Years later, on a cruising boat, we have vivid memories of getting hungry down below while Mom and Dad were sailing. We'd scronge around until we found something, usually the vienna fingers (mini hotdogs in a can) and the cheese whiz and crackers that were always on the boat. On hindsight it was pretty gross food, but we were starving, and learned how to make all kinds of fun with the cheese whiz (nicknamed "squirt cheese".) I never had any impression that the bilge was consciously chosen over a babysitter. Going down to the marina to play/work on the boat, or go racing or sailing was the norm, and was what our family did. As an adult I realize how great that down time was, and how strongly it's contributed to my innate need to be near the water, or on the water. We are now trying to give that kind of time to our kids, and raise them as river rats.
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