Second post here in this forum must be a confession
This is about my first sail boat called "the Loveboat" (now living on my second sail boat...)
I had met the girl of my life (I thought) and just weeks after, we decided to buy a boat together. Without that much money
we aimed for "a near wreck" and went for a very badly handled small French Sheriff 600 (6 m) from the early 70s. We didn't know anything about sail-boats but had the dream of being out at sea, together!
We spent most of the dark winter days in Sweden
trying to get the boat back in shape. Hours after hours after hours. We were most proud that spring, the boat actually float on her own!
Since we had got a new job opening that summer running a B&B up the west coast
, in a place next to the sea, all things looked like heaven: working daytime, sailing lunchtime, a bit of work again and then sail into the sundown together. Wow!
We had too much things to do before moving up there so we thought that it would be a great idea to stick all our belongings into the boat, put the boat on a truck and get a free ride all the way to heaven...
Said and done. Still with no money
we had to choose between the good company with insurance
and the not so good company. Said and done again, there was a bit of cash involved and off we went a beautiful day in May. Lifting the boat on to the truck was easy, it weight about 800 kg (plus all we owned, about 200 kg more)
Finally at the destination
the drivers said to us, that this was probably the smallest boat he had ever lifted. He pulled the truck up end of the dock
and jumped out in a hurry. He was already late for supper back home and it had been a long day out on the roads he said. He opened and shut a few levers and up in to the sky our boat went. We were totally impressed of our little Loveboat hanging far, far up in the sky as the driver controlled the crane with his radio-steering hanging on the belly. Soon we were to be the most happy triad: me, the girl and the boat we had spent so many hours on.
I stood lucking up into the sky. One small cloud drifting by. That was the only thing except blue skies and the warm sun. Pure happiness!
All of a sudden the cloud STOPPED! Damn if it didn't stop! I had a few seconds to think "Why is that little cloud stopping...?
And then I saw the rest of the world spinning...
My girl shouted: Nnnnnooooo.
The driver jumped away.
Me? I run a few steps to the right with the camera
in video mode!
And then came the boat.
The sound of the crane thru the Loveboat
The sound of the truck smashing into the concrete
The shattering of glass
The smell of diesel
and hydralic oil
And the little cloud continued across the sky as if nothing really happened...