08/12/2025
My love for nautical vibes, especially Boston Whaler boats, stems from an idyllic childhood with loving parents and wonderful siblings. Now, as a parent myself, I see things differently and cherish memories I hope to pass on to my daughter, including my passion for boating. Overall my Whaler journey started in lake Ossippie (to the best of my knowledge) when in the mid eighties my Dad purchased a 13’ 1972 “sourpuss” (I am told) with a 35 Evinrude. We went tubing and it was my first real memory of boating. We still have that boat to this day after five different motors and numerous replacements of the teak or mahogany. It survived a tree falling on it in 2005 and I restored it back, I’m going to re-restore it again someday soon hopefully with another Whaler to add to the collection. Its now my daughter Cecilia’s boat to learn on and have. We also still have our 15’ 1986 Super Sport as well, fond memories of racing down Fox Creek in Ipswich or trips out to the Bell Buoy off Cranes Beach or riding the waves off the sandbar in Ipswich Bay. Both of those boats we used to take all the way to Gloucester through the Annisquam River or up to Newburyport, we did some stuff that definitely would’ve got us on qualified captain, but we survived, and we learned to have respect for the ocean, then in 2007 I finally purchased my own boat, a 1986 foot Whaler Montauk. While dropping lobster traps with some friends early one morning, we took a wave over the bow and swam the boat and it capsized, but we were able to write it back over using rope and timing it with the waves, the engine only needed a little part, but the boat survived just fine and did not sink, it also saved our lives by giving us something to float on while we figure out a solution (everyone was OK).
