Definition of a Boat

Mon Nov 17 16:29:00 -0800 2008
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The old classic definition of a pleasure boat is "a hole in the ocean into which you throw money until you sink". Apparently, there's a lot of sinking going on lately.

Unlike cars, wooden and fiberglass boats have virtually no scrap value. So rather than pay the high cost of hauling their boats to the dump, people ditch them or sell them for as little as $1 to anyone who will take them. The boats often break up and go under, or pass into the underground economy of nighttime scuttlers_ who, for a fee, remove traceable identification numbers, strip out salvageable items and sink the vessels. ed.z.: what with the projected upcoming mass global coastal flooding, one might think boats would retain value..but I guess having to wait for this to happen gets to be expensive. Either way, apparently there are some real bargains out there now if one is in the market. I am just wondering how feasible it might be as a cheap living arrangement to try and cram a $1 90 foot yacht in a 100 foot diameter small bass pond...just a thought...I also wonder how many universities are stocking up on research vessels this way, seems most any commercial fishing boat or large ocean going craft of some description might be a somewhat good candidate for retrofitting. The fishing boats roll a little (*snicker*), but sure have some room to them.

Definition of a Boat
Tue Nov 18 07:02:56 -0800 2008
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Seems we have a similar idea here...

Haul them to some vacant lot somewhere and you have instant living quarters for those in need. Or a pond as you say.

I am thinking of trying to find a bargain myself. (Not thinking too hard mind you.)

all the best,

drew

Definition of a Boat
Tue Nov 18 08:15:28 -0800 2008
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On my weekend, I saw two *very* large boats for sale- including one labeled "Maverick Charters".  It made the 40 year old 2 cycle gas engine on a bass boat my brother was using for a crab boat all the more sad- got only 2 redrock, no dungeness.  But my dad took all the grandchildren out on a beach at low tide and got their 200 clam limit.  We had a fine breakfast Sunday morning of clam omlettes and clam fritters.

I then came home and saw this story on the news, now I wish I had checked the price on those houseboats.

See the hijacking article later for another idea:  Using an old trawler as a pawn shop for anti-piracy weaponry.