A calendar reminder beeped on Monday informing me that it was Whaler #2s birthday. We mark all kinds of dates at our house and boat birthdays are just a drop in the bucket. The fact that is was #2s special day probably would mean that there is a Whaler #1 to celebrate somewhere on the calendar as well and when I checked, there was. These of course are not the date of manufacture, but the date of adoption. My drift boat's date of delivery from the nice folks at Clackacraft some 14 years ago is, however, it's true birthday and one often celebrated by drifting the Deschutes. In fact, all of the fleet gets out regularly except for the cedar strip canoe that hangs from the ceiling in the living room. If I could figure out how to get it down easily I'd take it out on occasion as well.
In tacky t-shirt shops across the country you will probably find reference to the old definition of a boat as a hole in the water in which to dump your money. I find this to be a prospective thing as I've had a couple of race cars and they were much more expensive. I'll admit to having a weakness for boats having replaced the speed of asphalt with the rush and splash of water. Although I enjoyed the racing, I enjoy the water much more. The fact that when you run into people you know on the water, it is not as expensive or painful as running into someone on the race track. Far from it. It is normally quite painless and a welcome opportunity to catch up.
Take this weekend for instance. While plying the water in search of a willing fish I ran into my old friend Jerry Swanson, he himself a lover of boats and former Whaler owner. We were able to catch up and visit about friends, boats and old fly rods. I also ran into Joyce and Marty Sherman as they were enjoying a fall afternoon of fishing. We chatted for some time and compared fishing stories, as we drifted along with the slap of water against the hull playing background music for the conversation. Marty was the guy who sold me the drift boat 14 years ago. That date beeps every year reminding me of that special day. Much like the calendar reminder I just got. "Order Cake."
Join us this Saturday for cake and other festivities as we celebrate Royal Treatment Fly Fishing's fourth anniversary. You might as well set a calendar reminder for next year too.