Looking Back: My First Boat
From sailing the “KOOL floating bathtub” on Lake Thunderbird with Dad as a teenager until my next boat, I had many years pass and many things to keep me occupied. Cars, girls, college, career, and kids – all the normal stuff. But in my thirties I realized I missed heading out to the lake for a few hours of fun on the water and decided it would be a good idea to buy a boat of my own. It was nearly twenty years from my first sailing days, but I bought my first boat. The infallible Flying Scot. The Flying Scot sailing Lake Thunderbird - with my Dad, Mom, son Jordan, and myself onboard Those were busy days. A family and a company with lots of travel left little time for sailing. But occasionally, I could make my escape to the lake. It never failed to happen, whatever worries, or concerns, or stress I might have been feeling at the time, sailing allowed me to focus on the water, the wind, and of course relaxing and having f...