It was a long and lonely winter for wooden sail boats and sporty hatchbacks in my family...
This is a vintage 1971 advertisement for the very first boat I ever sailed (in 1973). The Snark was a styrofoam hull and the one my brother my cousin and I crowded into was actually cracked through! We explored the the sheltered bay waters off Cotiut, Cape Cod, without dying. Or knowing how to sail.
Lake St. Catherine, Vermont, is the spiritual home port for my boat and the reason I built her in the first place.
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