When young I knew every channel,
My boat, the Leakie Tiki and I, traversed them all,
Played and raced all about throughout the summer months,
Not removing the boat from the water till late in the fall…
Used to run the boat to high school; twelve miles away,
Left home quite early in the morning, returning later in the day,
Docked it at the Ocean City Yacht club while in school,
After school was swim team in the pool…
One problem to get through in both directions,
Was the railroad bridge, most times needing to be opened,
To boat traffic on the inter-coastal,
By the time I got there it was too late for course corrections…
Nice memoir in a poem. From a Mechanics Illustrated design, my twin brother and I built a 7 foot plywood dinghy in our basement. It was an easy two men carry with handles front and back. Although it had a nice backboard, there was no motor and only two canoe paddles. The first time I caught a fish on it, a small northern, I was pulled all around the pond I was in. The dinghy was great for running rapids carrying three souls and lasted sitting on two sawhorses, until my younger brothers saw fit to leave it right side up so the filled with rainwater and rotted out.
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Ron
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Jane
You were a lucky young lad to be able to be your own Cap'n.
Nice to reminisce such adventures.