My Yacht Passion
Well, it is time to write a bit about my passion. If you have followed the TV series that I’m on, Below Deck by Bravo, you probably already know that I came to boating and yachting a bit later in life than most “yachties”. But that does not diminish my passion for the water and whatever vehicle I can use to get out on her. I will try to explain what happens when the H20 bug bites you. It has no cure. Not sure I would take it even if it existed.
In this first blog about yachts I’m going to go over how I came to be in the yachting industry. I’m not going into great detail, but you will get the idea why I do what I do and my motivation. We were living in the Turks and Caicos Islands when I saw my very first mega yacht. I was running a restaurant that I leased. I was in awe from first sight. She was an 85’ something or other, and she was magnificent. I had never in my life even knew that these things even existed, much less be standing on the dock getting ready to get a tour. You must keep in mind that in 1985, 85’ was a huge yacht. There were not a lot out there bigger than her. I remember being invited on board and after the tour, I don’t know how long it took before my breath came back. She was only there for a few days before moving on further south, but long after she left, I simply could not get her out of my head. For a kid from the city, this was the beginning of my morphing into a yachtsman. I couldn’t imagine some one getting paid to be on that yacht. You get food paid for, check. Clothes paid for, check.
Have your own chef on board, check, and still get paid, double check. This surely was Shangri-La, and I wanted in. Didn’t know how, or when, but I was determined. So, when the opportunity came for me to get out on the water, every chance I got I took it. Now mind you I spent a good deal of time sea sick, but I was not deterred.
Well through a fortunate turn of events, even though it didn’t seem that way at the time, I got my chance to go to sea and I jumped at it. I was seasick for the entire trip, but when I got back from the trip, I was hooked. I sat down with my wife and we talked about a career change and with her help and backing it came to pass.
We moved back to the states and my education started all over again. God bless my wife, Mary Anne, for putting up with my dragging her all over the world to finally find out what it was that I wanted to be when I grew up. It was a long hard road, but damn what a ride. At some point I’ll put the whole journey down on paper, but for now this is the short version of how I got my start. Trust me when I tell you that there are a ton of sea stories and adventures all along the way that perhaps I’ll commit to paper someday when the time is right.
In the next posting I’ll get more into yacht themselves and what makes them so seductive. Maybe that’s why they are always referred to as women. I might even tackle that question as well. Till next time, have the wind at your back, and calm seas beneath your keel.