Tim and I both happen to come from families of aquaholics. Growing up my dad was a lobsterman. I can’t remember a time where I was ever uncomfortable on the open ocean. Some of my favorite childhood memories are out on his 23′ Boston Whaler, pulling and baiting traps. Then taking home and racing the lobsters we’d be eating later that night across the kitchen floor. In retrospect, this was probably a bit barbaric considering both the winner and loser would ultimately face the boiler.
Tim recalls growing up on his family’s 23′ Apollo, conquering the tumultuous seas of Buzzards Bay as a family each summer. At 12 years old his dream of being able to captain his family’s 13′ Boston Whaler was realized when he received his boating license, and later figured out the means to pull-start the 1960’s outboard engine. This was a feat of goliath like strength to a scrawny 12 year old.
It was mostly power boats for our families until Tim and his brother Chris purchased, Bright Light, a 23′ Tempest O’Day sailboat from a family friend in 2009. By the time Tim and I met two years later, Tim had fallen for sailing hook line and sinker. I made it my mission, come hell or high water, to learn a bit about sailing before he’d taken me out for my first sail. I took a single sailing lesson in Boston and felt that I could throw caution to the wind and give it a go.
At this point, I’ve fully embraced the ebb and flow of sailing our little day sailer in Buzzards Bay each season. Don’t get me wrong, this boat has it’s drawbacks. The only “head” (toilet) on the boat is an actual child’s toy beach bucket that I have to sit on (which should be interesting albeit hilarious for the remainder of my pregnancy this summer). It took me a full two years before I would even sit on that thing, I’d opt to hop in the ocean and take a wee (T.M.I). This ended when my swimsuit slipped off while being towed behind the boat by a rope. I then (to my own embarrassment) flashed a number of fellow sailors and a boat load of our friends, but that’s another story all together. The few times we’ve attempted overnights on Bright Light have also been a challenge for me. There is a reason our boat is called a DAY SAILER!
I’ve harbored strong feelings over the years on Bright Light. The most important being that I love this boat despite my outboard of complaining. We’ve shared immeasurable amounts of memories on her. As much as I hound Tim and Chris about upgrading to a larger boat with a proper head and sleeping quarters suitable to bring the baby on next season (and believe me I DO hound), I know it will be a sad day to say goodbye to Bright Light.
For now, we had work to do before we can get her out for this season. The most symbolic gesture of preparedness begins here by setting our moorings. This job entails cleaning the lines, switching the winter buoys and setting the mooring balls. Oh so glamorous! Though, it brings us so much joy in knowing we’ll be back on the water in no time.
Next, we tend to Bright Light, giving her hull a fresh coat of paint and touching up her teak. This year, we restored Bright Light’s interior cabin paint as well.
Each season there is work to be done which comes with the reward of having wind in our sails and salt in our hair. Simply heaven!
And so begins the 2017 Sailing season for the Iappini family. I look forward to creating many more memories this summer and for years to come. Always finding our “Happy Place” on a sailboat with the folks we love.