Today Pea and I took a little walk through a boatyard (I will not note the name the boatyard in this post). I love to walk through boatyards and look at the many different boats and appreciate the work being done by the owners. I find each and every boat to be so interesting, each has her own personality, an individual soul with a story to tell. Sometimes when you walk through a boatyard you can see and feel the level of care and love that each vessel is receiving from her owners. Sometimes…not so much, as was the case with this boatyard. I called it the boatyard where boats come to die. I started to feel depressed as I could feel the weight of sadness from each vessel as we took in the scene. As many of you know, each boat is referred to as a “she” and as you all know, we (the female collective) desire to be loved and cherished.
Here is a boat that was gutted from a fire.
Here is another “project” boat that I am pretty sure won’t be making into the water again any time soon. Note the grill, bicycles and the new “addition” around the keel!
This was definitely the most intriguing boat. Pea and I weren’t sure if it was a fishing vessel or a sailing vessel. A cutter rigged fishing vessel?
The vessel that I felt a very strong connection with was s/v Manu Kula from Honolulu, HI.
I am certain she was once a beautiful wooden ketch that was obviously loved at one point. She still has her lovely name painted on her stern. She must have some stories to tell of the adventures she experienced out on the open blue ocean. But now, she is sitting here in this yard with two broken masts, dry rot and missing her caring owners. I wonder what happens to these abandoned boats; where did the owners go and why would they leave her in such a state?
I can’t imagine leaving Deep Playa. She is such a part of us now, a family member, a cherished and beloved soul that will reveal more and more of her stories to us as we sail onto new adventures together.