I found this old beauty at a boat yard in Seal Cove, Maine while we launched my brother-in-law's boat. You can kind of get a vision of what she looked liked silently slipping across the cold Maine waters with a typical "from awayer" dressed in a yellow rain slicker and Top-Siders at the helm. For one month out of every year when the family escaped the confines of New York she brought them all closer together and etched sweet memories of summer vacation in each of their minds. She had been stored some forty five years ago and the owner never returned. With her bow still proudly pointed into the wind, she seems to be begging to be allowed out to settle at the bottom of the Penobscot bay instead of slowing deteriorating in a shed.
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