Showing posts with label saltyballs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label saltyballs. Show all posts

07 April 2016

poop rocks

My parents live close by.
The other day I got a text...
"Come for dinner! Fresh seafood!"
Well who am I to say no...
Ok,
maybe this time.
Crab legs are fun to eat.
Definite love-hate with the oysters.
Why do people think they're such a delicacy?
The consistency is questionable.
The taste is best doctored up with enough 
horseradish, lemon, hot sauce etc,
just to mask the mucus plug being eaten,
beer chaser please...
I did have a few,
but on crackers to help my gag reflex.
My mom was slurpin em up like there was no tomorrow.
Didn't see my dad partake.
Smart man...
Of course there were leftovers.
Dammit there's that scrounge mentality.
Too expensive to throw away.
So...
The next day I fried them up 
with garlic, butter and Parmesan cheese,
and ate them with a $5 pizza.
Now there's a delicacy.
TP

08 October 2014

Modern Pirate

There's something about boat people that reminds me of modern day pirates.
Maybe pirates is too strong a word with the killing and thieving,
there's a saltiness that needs to be accepted if your gonna be on the ocean.
Actually you're gonna either accept the saltyballs like a pirate,
or your gonna fight it like a yachtsmen,
a never ending battle.
Well a buddy of mine is a pirate at heart,
really a rat rodder in the small boat world,
acquiring plunder and making it work.
Then beating the heck out of it as you should.
After seeing the progress on our little whaler,
Dino coerced me to make some of his ideas a reality.
How could I resist.
Using a donor windshield and some scrap SS tubing,
a side console unit was fabbed up,
complete with spot lights and switches.
A stern light was whipped out from the remaining scrap.
I'll be making a light for ours!
I gotta admit it was a fun project.
More attention to the big picture instead of the smallest details.
The funky workboat styling,
function before form,
may irk the Boston Whaler traditionalists!
What'll happen is he'll be out there that much more,
surfing off the Point,
or hoop-netting for lobsters,
while keeping dry.
That's what it's all about.
One thing I was surprised about,
was the differences between the 13 and 15 foot whalers.
The 2 foot difference is an additional 200 lbs in hull weight alone,
not including the larger engine and controls.
The trailer must be twice as heavy,
and way wider,
a 2-man job squeezing it into the slot.
Dangerous with bare feet!
I'll admit I got the bug looking for a larger boat,
a montauk 17 would be bitchin.
For our use and space,
the little 13 is way more manageable.
So for now I'll be happy 
balancing the pirate vs yachtsman with our little whaler.
TP