In Seattle there is this great heritage institution called the Center for Wooden Boats, www.cwb.org. John is a member and every so often he'll rent a wooden boat and we'll take it out for a sail on Lake Union. Good times.
Every Fourth of July the CWB holds the Wooden Boat Festival and neither of us had ever been so we made the trek this year. By bus.
We got there around 1pm and took in the sights. Lots of beautiful boats, lovely people, good food. We chatted with the folks from the Wood Construction Center and my interest in becoming a woodworker was piqued. More on that later.
As we were touring the boats John mentioned that the next day we were going to Camano Island to see a man about a boat. You see, I thought he wasn't serious about buying the boat. Just that we would go for the drive, see the boat, maybe entertain the idea of someday owning one, and then drive home.
The boat festival was just what he called "the primer". And, well, it worked.
The next day we packed up the car and the dog and headed North. We met Fred and came home stoked about owning a boat.
The best part? Buying it was my idea!
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