My Family Needed a Reliable Boat

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For islanders boating is a necessity. For sportspersons, vacationers and outdoors enthusiasts, recreational watersports is the reason most visitors come to the area. My observation is that summer boating, and pleasure craft activity has become more popular with each passing year. I’ve not only watched, but I have also been an active participant in exploring the river. I’ve watched fishing boats and pleasure craft darting in and out of the channels between and around the myriad of nearby islands. I have found the constant flow of action to be quite remarkable.
Mom thrived in this porch setting, and I recall sitting there with her on a regular basis.
Just because the five of us were now living together at Comfort, it did not mean that we ate many of our meals there and that applied to dinner in particular. Whereas we ate at the TI Club most of the time out of convenience when Mom and Betsy were staying there, I remember branching out more after they left.
I recall going to Pine Tree Point quite often despite the old folks bias. The view was spectacular, and Dad loved going there. He would chat with Cap Thomson who would recount the Ginger Ale story and renting his dog to Great Grandfather Clark with each visit. Deb, Betsy and I routinely asked to be excused after we finished eating. While my two sisters poked around the gift shop or took a stroll, I’d go looking for Preston who was the head bellhop and an accomplished Ping-Pong player. The resort had a table downstairs, and we’d play until Deb or Betsy came to say we were leaving. I remember Preston, and the fun we shared like it was yesterday.
As soon as I moved to Comfort, I realized how important it was to be able to run a boat. In Santa Barbara I could walk to the nearby villag...

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...t of the area at Rogers. I recall being the navigator and talking to Dad as we made our way through the gauntlet of rocks toward Schermerhorn’s Landing. “Dad I can’t see which way to turn this confounded map to get an accurate fix on where we actually are. This chart shows rocks all over this area.” I said.
“I know what you mean, Tad. Try turning the chart a little one way or the other in relation to something like that island over there.” He said pointing at a nearby off to our right. We crept forward, but before we arrived, Buzz conked out. It’s referenced in his diary, but I remember without any assistance. A couple of fishermen came to our aid. One fellow knew enough about engines to solve our problem by using a bit of sandpaper to remove residue from the “points.” It was none too soon to add a second more reliable boat to our island transportation resources.
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