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A couple learns that no amount of preparation can ensure they've covered everything that can go wrong aboard boats.
I was just 7 years old in 1960 when my father surprised us with a 16-foot wooden Stamas runabout with a pull-start 30-hp Mercury outboard – our first family boat.
My wife and I share a passion for scuba diving. We’ve made hundreds of dives in different environments, from varying depths down to 130 feet and diving at night.
When I was 8 years old, my dad surprised our family with an 18-foot bowrider. On our first trip out, as I bounced in the bow, I somehow knew I’d always have a boat.
A financial setback forced the sale of our twin engine 28-foot sportfisher that we kept at the local marina.
A wonderful day on the lake with the early sunset painting warm red and gold reflections, this couple squeezes in this one last cruise before winterization.
A families' memories of a beautiful night on the water enjoying tasty gumbo and looking at a million stars over the Everglades.
High school best friends have one last boat outing before life sends them on their separate ways.
