by Robb White
The supply of good boat building wood is a case of feast or famine these days. Back around '02, the terrible drought in the South enabled certain rapacious corporate property owners to clear-cut vast acreages of old-growth Atlantic white cedar out of the Apalachicola River swamp that had never been accessible before... stuff with annual rings about like the notches on the edge of a dime. Most of it went for siding for trendy restaurants and boutiques and such but a little of it made it into boats. I have it on good authority that some of that wood even made it to the WoodenBoat school.
Just this summer Katrina turned a world of old growth coastal wood into trash. I have a friend who lost
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[Robb White will be joining us here on RudderPosts as an occasional guest author. Here's his first offering]
Reading about Matt down at the IBEX show in Miami got me to thinking about what the whole trouble with the boating "scene" is. It is too damned accessible is what. Any fool can sit barebutt in the cockpit of the bareboat Beneteau in the shade of magical Moorea and sip on the Daiquiri whipped up by the 12 Volt blender and call home on the cell phone. This person didn't even have to read Maurice Griffiths or the Pardeys or watch old National Geographic specials about Irving and Electa Johnson and probably doesn't even know who Joshua Slocum was. All he has to possess is credit card skill to gain access to the most remote possible places. You can probably rent a heavily insured C&C in the Straits of Magellan.
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