Buying boats is like playing leapfrog. You buy a boat, and you have to buy a truck to pull it. You buy a truck and then, one day, it occurs to you that your truck could pull a bigger boat. You want a bigger boat – you always want a bigger boat – so you [...]
Our cars are nothing to write home about. We’ve got a sober Saab sedan, a beat-up pick-up, and a decrepit Land Rover almost as old as I am. But, when I see a nice car, the kind of car I’d like to have, I don’t suffer from car envy. Sure, a brand spanking new Tacoma [...]
It started in the last week of May, with the Land Rover. We had friends over, and we decided to go to the Four Seas for ice cream after dinner. The Rover, a 1970 model, is our usual ice-cream vehicle, both because we can fit six people in it and because it just seems right [...]
All this time I’ve been thinking that Kevin became an oyster farmer because he feels a profound need to grow things, to create wholesome food, to contribute to sustainable aquaculture. He wants to spend his days doing something constructive, something productive, out in the beautiful waters off Cape Cod. Hah! He did it so he [...]
It was ten days ago exactly that our trailer accident beached us. Kevin has spent an unconscionable proportion of those ten days, and I’ve even spent some time, getting us up and running again. We have the Trailer Cabal to thank. It should have been a simple repair. Two 26’ leaf springs (only one was [...]
Do you know what a leaf spring is? I didn’t, until ours broke. A leaf spring is a piece of metal, in a flattened U-shape, that suspends the body of a trailer above the axle and cushions the ride by acting as a shock absorber. When it breaks, the trailer and its contents (in our [...]
It was just a couple of weeks ago that I said we were looking for a boat in the fifteen-to-seventeen foot range, with me leaning toward fifteen and Kevin leaning toward nineteen. That was supposed to be a joke, but we are now the owners of a nineteen-foot Eastern, a broad-beamed fiberglass fishing boat with [...]
Anyone in the market for a boat quickly finds out what grammarians have always known: “bigger” is a relative term. For us, “bigger” means bigger than the skiff we keep in the pond. Since the skiff is only twelve feet, our “bigger” covers a lot of territory. We’ve been looking in the fifteen-to-seventeen foot range, [...]
Tamar Haspel has been writing about food and health for over a decade. She recently moved from Manhattan to Cape Cod. She’s adjusting well. [Read More …]
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