I have a rule that I’ve tried to keep sacrosanct throughout the many decades of my boating life: I only want to own pretty boats.
Admittedly, it hasn’t always worked, since my early boating years were devoted to racing. There are some god-awful ugly boats that were incredibly fast. Winning a trophy overpowered my pretty-boat rule.
Having switched to power, however, I can pick and choose my boats. Some may be chosen for speed, others for range, others for entertaining qualities, but they all must be pretty.
I even have a rating system for boat looks. My scale goes only from one to five. Let me introduce the Caswell RAF, or Row Away Factor.
This name, of course, dates me, because no one rows to or from their boat in…