Showing posts with label rain in Seattle . . . not my problem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rain in Seattle . . . not my problem. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

dodging it


One of my favorite items on our boat is our dodger. When we went to look at our boat for the first time in Canada I saw a hard top dodger on another newly delivered boat and fell in love. Suddenly I had to have one on our boat. I think Sam was happy I was taking such an interest and would have agreed to about anything that would make me want to spend more time on the boat.

I went on this other boat to check it out and realized a canvas dodger would no longer cut it especially once I saw the lights built right in. Unfortunately it was about 5 months later before I would actually have it installed on my boat and about a year before I would actually use it since our boat was in the yard.

Since I am a bit vertically challenged (okay short) I have never really had to duck under things much in my life. Because of this the dodger had to be tall enough I could walk under it without ducking. This made the process of ordering it a bit more challenging and we were questioned about it being too tall but I was firm (read stubborn here) and wouldn't change my mind. After all some things need to be about me and this was one of those things.

When I finally got my dodger and had the first chance to use it I was thrilled. Suddenly our cockpit was much warmer since it blocked the wind and I had a dry place to sit. With the lights I could even read at night in the cockpit snuggled up with a blanket.

This past weekend when the weatherperson was right for once - unfortunately in this case, I was once again able to appreciate my dodger. While Sam was dressed in his foul weather gear driving the boat I was in my tshirt and shorts sitting under the dodger. What a beautiful thing it was. I was dry, reasonably warm (it is Seattle), and happy while Sam was soaking wet. This seemed to be perfect.

Sam got to be on his sailboat while I got to feel like I was on a powerboat almost - okay I won't mention how slow we were going but that meant he just got to spend more time in the rain. At that moment I realized I might not have gotten exactly the type of boat I would have chosen but I had my dodger. Sam on the other hand got to truly experience the joy of an open cockpit in a rainstorm. Wow - occasionally life is really in balance.