Squawk!
It was late January 2011,and we were just starting to look at "proper" cruising boats when we flew to Sydney to see Jimmy Buffet play at the Opera House. (Yes, that's a stuffed parrot on my shoulder.)
We'd looked at a couple of boats that didn't do much for us, and finally found the Hans Christian that I'd come to look at, up on a hard stand having her hull stripped. Not realising what an HC actually looked like, Mary was smitten. When we finally managed to get aboard and go below, Mary's first words were "I could live on this!"
Little did she know! Anyway, further investigation revealed that she was a really great boat, negotiations commenced and we ended up as the proud new owners and became regular commuters to the Prince Alfred Yacht Club while we cleaned her up and prepared her for the trip South.
We'd looked at a couple of boats that didn't do much for us, and finally found the Hans Christian that I'd come to look at, up on a hard stand having her hull stripped. Not realising what an HC actually looked like, Mary was smitten. When we finally managed to get aboard and go below, Mary's first words were "I could live on this!"
Little did she know! Anyway, further investigation revealed that she was a really great boat, negotiations commenced and we ended up as the proud new owners and became regular commuters to the Prince Alfred Yacht Club while we cleaned her up and prepared her for the trip South.
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