Month: August 2017

I am always on the boat and often forget to take a close look around to see what needs some immediate attention. This summer I am slowly updating some of the features on my boat and have decided to install some marine speakers so I can listen to music on his way back and forth to St. Martin when I goes shopping. I don’t consider it self-indulgent at all. Aren’t we supposed to live our lives to background songs? So you have a signature tune that defines your personality? These speakers don’t cost an ocean of money, but they do boost your sound quite well according to this web site. I am ready to rock when out on the water or just relaxing with a cool one on deck. They are well-made, waterproof, inconspicuous, and can withstand the salty marine environment. Why did I wait so long? The time has come.

I am going for a complete audio system for my boat so I have the best of the best. I spend enough time on the water craft. Basically, here is the rundown. I am getting three-way speakers with a dome and piezo tweeter. Only insiders know what this means. It has a poly-coated surround and a corrosion-resistant basket. The salesmen told me everything, stating that there are five things to ask when buying them. I have enumerated them for you. It has speaker grilles and stainless steel mounting hardware as well. It has good power range and frequency response. There is also something called “sensitivity” and “impedance.” But of course! I also checked on the Rock the Boat Audio site for testimonials and reviews. How apt.

Next year I will refinish the wood in the interior and maybe put in another cushioned seat and some portable Wi-Fi. I like to have guests who enjoy boating as much as I do, and provide them with all of the comforts of being on dry land, including being able to instantly share things to Facebook. On the island, it is a must or you might as well relocate to the mainland. I might need a larger refrigerator so I can stock it with beer and wine. I use a cooler now for the extras and the day’s snacks. Everything looks good and the motor still works to the optimum level. The paint hasn’t faded or shown signs of wear. I took care of that years ago. Each season demands some renovation or protection. I have to restain the deck form time to time.

My boat is my chief method of transportation. All the locals know me well. I can while away a lot of time chatting. Living on the water gives you an instant social life. You make the best of friends and take turns enjoying each other’s boat. This is why I have to keep mine in tip top shape. It can get a little competitive. I don’t have the largest vessel in the marina, but it is a beauty nonetheless. I have bragging rights. All of us boat owners think alike.

Fishing stories are the kinds of things that get better every time you tell them. They take on a life of their own, Dad used to say. And by that, he meant that they start out small and grow up quite big. They often go out on their own and meet other people. My dad actually had somebody recount one of my dad’s own fishing stories at him one time, acting as if it were his own. And while I’d like to believe that this guy just had a similar experience, I’d be hard pressed to believe that he broke down on the way home just like my dad and paid the tow truck driver in fish. Or that the tow truck driver’s rig was nicknamed, “The One Who Got Away,” just like his prize fish did when he had to hand it over in order to pay for a new alternator. I have no problem believing in coincidences, but that one is a little too word-for-word, even for me.

There is one ‘local’ neighbor that I sit around and tell stories with nearly every day. If I ever catch a few ladyfish, I hand them over to him. He makes some great fishcakes, and we’ll sit outside and eat them and talk a bunch of nonsense. Personally, I can’t be bothered with ladyfish—so many bones. I tend to use them as bait instead. But if he’s going to go through all that trouble and I get to eat some good fishcakes, that’s fine by me. I always figure I get the better end of the deal anyway.

The best fishing stories start out fairly close to being true. This gives you a base to build your credibility on. For example, I’m going to tell you a story about how I caught a decent-sized wahoo. Now, I did do that, so I’ve got the great beginning to a story. There are some memorable details. Like the fact that I saw it jump halfway out of the water to attack my lure and it yanked my arm something good. That’s OK, but that’s not a great story. So now I layer in some better details that are very possibly true as well: instead of it being a decent sized wahoo, it’s the biggest one I’ve ever seen. How are you going to argue with that? Do you know what the biggest wahoo I’ve ever seen looks like? Of course not. Now that the fish is bigger, it couldn’t believably just yanked my arm. So now I have to recalibrate the story. So now maybe it doesn’t yank my arm, maybe it nearly knocks me overboard—again, since I didn’t actually go overboard, who’s going to argue with me? And now, of course, because it’s a huge wahoo, it probably didn’t jump halfway out of the water—it was too heavy to do that. So now maybe when it tried to jump only a third of it was able to break the surface. Then you add in some other fun details, like maybe it started to rain, or a storm was coming, or he nearly got away a few times. Something to make it memorable.

And that’s how a fishing story is born!