We didn’t make it to the floating portion of the event, as we started too late in the day (they close that part at 5:00pm). We had a great time at the indoor section though.
It was rather fun as we chatted with at least five people who knew Katherine Jane personally. One guy has a friend who also moors at our dock, one was the charter company that had KJ in service up in Anacortes, and one was the group that had installed my occasionally deficient heater. The last was very useful actually, as they had a couple of recommendations for improving the exhaust flow from the unit (90 degree bends are bad for that sort of thing and KJ has three 90s before you even get out of the engine room – apparently the previous owner didn’t always listen to good advice). I’m already dreaming of more BTUs and Greg is dreaming just as blissfully about decreased fuel consumption while still keeping his girls warm enough.
This was probably my favorite ~ very utilitarian and just think what you could do with that overhead lifting capacity!
All I can say is that the experience was boat porn overload! Actually we didn’t look at any boats this year really. Mostly just systems and gadgets. The heat lamp warmed, over-priced meal with soggy fries as side dish, and eaten on our laps in the middle of the exhibition hall was romantic. At least I thought so. gBTW, don’t let the blog babe fool you, she was coveting the aluminium work boats. And some huge fiberglass monstrosity, whose pic even made it on the blog.
We too have spent “Date Night” lurking around the edges of the water, checking out itty-bitty marinas and yards to see what’s going on. While not the typical romantic interlude one hears of, it rather suits me too (and it definitely makes the Captain happy).I think the coolest part about the show was that I left feeling perfectly content with the boat that’s in my life. There was no envy for the shiny fiberglass. That’s probably a good thing overall!
Ahhh…the boat show. One of our first dates was going through the Boat Show here, kicking keels of boats we can’t afford. I left lusting after the Carvers. (We’ve not been back since as it is just too depressing.)Greig much prefers going around to boat yards and looking at what is up on the hard to see and get inspired by what others are doing. That kind of thing is considered a first class date by Greig’s standards.