Today was the haul-out, survey and sea trial of my soon-to-be home. During this process the boat is hauled-out of the water (see the slide sequence at the bottom of the page) by means of a Travel Lift, then she's power washed to remove "critters" from the hull and the surveyor begins his work.
After much deliberation, training, planning and over 2 years of looking at boats, thinking about requirements, looking at more boats, adjusting requirements, etc. my moving-aboard project is nearing completion. I am happy to announce that - if there are no hiccups with the inspection and closing - Serenity will be a French-built, Jeanneau Sun Fizz sloop, built in Les Herbiers, France in 1984 and designed by world renowned Naval Architect, Philippe Briand.
Last week I took a deep breath, gave the email a final look and pressed "send." Thus notifying my broker†, Dave, that I was ready to begin the search for my boat. I took this step with a mixture of excitement (over the anticipated joys of living aboard), trepidation (over the anticipated rigors of living aboard), and a dash of "Susanne are you nuts!?!"
It's appalling how much stuff I've accumulated over the years! When I moved from Kentucky to Maryland in 2004 I got rid of a lot of electronic junk I thought I might use someday - but never did. When I moved from Maryland to DC I downsized again, but still I had a storage unit stuffed to the ceiling. Finally, when I moved from my small studio apartment (lovingly nicknamed Space Station Susanne because it had about the same internal volume as SkyLab) to the one-bedroom that I currently occupy, I had enough room to bring boxes out of storage and begin going through all of it item-by-item.
Ok, so this blog post is a coming-out of sorts - I'm one of those "crazy" people who has, until now, secretly aspired to live aboard a sailboat. Growing up in Southern Virginia, summer activities often centered around the water. My dad, a jack-of-all-trades, built the first boat the family owned out of plywood and fiberglass. It was a small powerboat, but I remember it seeming huge to me - I was 5 or 6 at the time. Later, my family owned other powerboats and enjoyed spending time picnicking and water skiing on various lakes in the area.