Saturday, May 08, 2010

How about an Alibi for your Wahoo?

The marina owner/boss had a Little Brother in the marina who had, wait for it... a grotty old boat. At 50ish, Little Brother is no dummy when it comes to boats and I know he knows his stuff. I like Little Brother as a person, just not his bad habits. At one time he really had his life together and is so often the case, suffered a major injury and his life fell apart. Since the trauma, Little Brother, also was not very inclined to pay moorage, or his hydro and often "borrowed" things from Big Brother and neighbours to pay for his habits. It's a script for life one sees time and time again: life has you landing a big pile of doo-doo and sometimes you can recover from it; or you just fall apart. Bridges it seems are made for burning.

Little Brother also had friends with bad habits who were also inclined to borrow things. As we restricted their access to the property, the rate of stuff going walk-about declined. Then, Old Softie, aka Greig, would acquiesce to some request. It is his nature to be inclined to believe in people when they are far from being entitled to that faith. Then there would be a new spate of borrowing again and {begins singing} It's like the song that never ends...it just goes on and on...

Big Brother just couldn't muster the cojones to throw Little Brother out. It's that family thing. Oh sure, he could yell at him and steam at the ears but when it came to actually following through, he always ended up backing down from his threats. Big Brother had assistance recently when the city and port authority decided to crack down on his property to get it cleaned up. Little Brother was no longer living on his boat, but in a motor home on Big Brother's property and well, it isn't zoned for such things.

Seeing an opportunity to maybe help the Boss/Big Brother get rid of Little Brother and all the noise that all brought, Little Brother decided to let Greig buy his boats (only two!) in exchange for Greig's dumping pick up truck. Little Brother has a hard time keeping a job and if it keeps him somewhat self-employed, and busy, all the better, thought Greig. I was thrilled at finally go from having five insured vehicles to three (yes, three is still too many). So, in typical fashion, Greig's recent sale of two boats has resulted in an additional net gain of two more. {Heavy sigh}.


With twin 671s, I guess this too was a charter vessel at one time and the superstructure has really deteriorated in the few years it has been at Sather too. I am sure it was a beauty once and ago.


The Alibi Wahoo is an authentic rum runner. Little Brother showed us it's authentic provenance in a book he had borrowed from the public library. (Yes, he forgot to return the book too.) It sure was pretty! He figured the Alibi and the Ma Cherie were the only two authentic rum runners left on the West Coast - for this book's author says so. The Ma Cherie is a beautiful boat and in the first year Greig and I were dating it was for sale for the princely sum of $110k and I looked into trying to purchase it. But that was before the Bowie came into our life and days after viewing that, Greig took off to Mexico to work on the movie Master and Commander. The Ma Cherie was no wreck and now lives in the marina next door. Yes, I am sure had that deal gone through, my attitude about boats and live aboards would be quite different. (I have real photos of it somewhere...)

Right, but this is about the Alibi Wahoo.

It's Twin 671s Detroits do turn over so it isn't seized and they are quite salvageable. It's wheelhouse, upper structure is a mess. Built sometime in the 1920s it was surely a gem.

Oh wait...I did say two boats. Yes, the second I saw running when we first got to Sather a few years ago but it has been neglected too. Yes, it went past, fast, so I can attest to what it once was also. However, it's name has always offended me and really, I think it is best that it just...went...below.


 Charming little thing isn't it?

9 comments:

Rodeo Princess said...

What can I say about family. Same old problems - yours are just wet.

It amazes me that there are just boats, apparently lying about. Sort of like .... the truck in my field, the mustang in my driveway......decisions that get abandoned. Intentions. I love the names of them!!! I am thinking I should start naming mine!

rob said...

Mmmmmmm! some project eh?

bowiechick said...

Shirley, it is exactly like that. Just like a field of old cars...

Rob, yes...maybe someone else's project.

Jamie said...

Two steps forward, two steps back! A boat here and a boat there, it's always an interesting story.

rob said...

What is it that makes us humans do this sort of thing? I guess its based on what we know? Some people are into old donkeys or horses/animals, others boats, some aeroplanes or trains, etc. Our reasoning must be either for profit or for our in built wish to rescue? Ah! yes thats it "boat rescue" What ever we do on the rescue front we never make any money as they end up in museums for others to enjoy, and with the scatter-gun mentality many of us too have, we never finish anything as the round-tuits accumulate. What we should ,maybe do is to undertake a "paradigm (spelling) shift" ( or a basic change of attitude ) has to be undertaken to allow for us to adapt to the "farmers mentality", one of maybe "find/rescue" and nurture for a while and then send off to market to become someone elses responsibility, FOR PROFIT or TRADE. Thats what needs to be done? for those of us who have this "shepherding nature/Need" we have to become "farmers" doing little or nothing more than sustaining the "Object" correctly and then selling it on to an eagerly awaiting market :o(( "Aye theres the Rub" (W Shakespeare) for in our eagerness to save and nuture, Time and funding take over and we can`t do either properly as another project shows its head and so on, and we wallow in the myre of dissapointment as we try to raise/earn the funds to nuture the most beneficial recipient as others fail on the way, (usually not always the most profitable) our mentality leads us to believe that we are failing but out dogged determination makes us strive and never give up, until, eventually we too end up as some unwanted "relic" that itself needs love and sustenance and a gentle and caring re-build, as we slowly become as one, with our projects! "Been there, done that, got the tee shirt! :o)) Never bitten off more than you can chew??? never lived :o))

"The person that has never known failure has never achieved greatness" (Ardie 1978)

bowiechick said...

You are, once again, spot on Rob.

Andrew said...

Thanks for the great read Tana. Yep, getting rid of "stuff" and not collecting more is my challenge for the future ;-)

Boathouse said...

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Arlene said...

Re : The "Alibi Wahoo". This boat WAS NOT a rum runner at all. It was built in 1928 for Edsel Ford and used by him for many years. It was 58 feet long and had beautiful teak decks and hand rails. The last owner was Ross Lane and he used the boat for fishing charters, and it was also used in the TV show The Beachcombers. I have spent many, many times on that boat. It was berthed in Gibsons for years at Hyack Marine. Ross Lane unfortunetly passed away a few years ago and then his chidren sold the boat and it left Gibsons. There is a story about the Alibi Wahoo in a book called "Antiques Afloat".