I grew up around boats. There was one boat in particular that stood out. That boat had the ominous name of Blackjack. She is a twin masted square rigger outfitted to look like a pirate ship.

It sparked all kinds of fantasies in a young boy of 8 or 9. I could see myself swinging from mast to mast like Barrymore, and sailing off to bury my misbegotten treasure.

The boat still floats today in the same spot she did all those years ago. She still sparks the same imagination. I guess some parts of the boy never do grow up.

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Surfing In Sinbad's Wake