Hi Steve, here's the belated answer to "No Red Bricks" aboard a boat . . .
A very long time ago in a land near the sea there lived a Tribe of Shepherds and Farmers; however, within their heritage was the memory of a vast flood. Prudently, every extended family
went to the only marine
architect in the area, Arkman & Shrievens, and contracted for what amounted to a floating bomb shelter.
To cut to the legend, ballast was a problem. Rocks and lead were in scarce supply, so bricks were a popular alternative. Arks completed, they waited ashore for another flood. And one day it came - 21 days and nights of rain, drizzle and frog stranglers. Everyone thought this was "the big one," and rushed to launch their boats between gray-up and gray-down. During the night, the hulls took up water, as dry wood is wont to do, then found its watery way through small holes in the bricks reducing the ballast to red mush. Morning brought an unforeseen catastrophe: thousands of arks awash and filled with sticky red mud.
That seminal day a number of great Laws were enacted. The body of water was named the Red Sea, Fridays were considered a poor choice to launch a boat or a voyage, and red bricks were banned from all boats.
The following Sunday it stopped raining and the Tribes prospered. The firm of Arkman & Shrievens quietly sailed off to a new land, altered their name and continue to design outstanding arks and sailing yachts to this very day.