How it started

I guess you could say I was a prairie boy, Born in Manitoba In the middle of a wheat field. Well the hospital in the city was in the middle of a wheat field. I knew nothing of sailing, the idea of ever sailing a boat was probably the last thing that would ever be in my mind. Until I was introduced to Naomi. She grew up in Squamish where we now live. One of the last things we did before moving from Manitoba to B.C. was hike the epinette creek trail in spruce woods provincial park. I remember the last day hiking back to the car I was asking her the names of different parts on a sailboat. I didn't have a clew what she was saying. She tried explaining the different points of sail. I wanted to know because I knew that her dad had a sailboat and they had a few dinghy's at the family cabin. The first two weeks in B.C. were spent at the cabin. I dont think I was brave enough to sail one of the dinghy's on my own the first week. I would serve as crew moving back and forth on the tiny boat trying not to hit my head. The second week at the cabin I remember Peter, Naomi's dad. Taking a scrap piece of paper and drawing a diagram of the different points of sail and what it all meant in relation to the sails. From there I went down to the dock and nervously pushed off on my own in a mirror dinghy. I would say I fell in love but I might get in trouble, so I was hooked!

After that time spent at the cabin I wanted to build a boat. But back to the real world and finding work, unpacking, etc. Time went on. I started racing with Peter on his Mirage 33 with the Squamish yacht club. What a great way to learn! S

till hooked. Another year later, more time spent at the cabin, more racing, the idea of building a boat returns! This time I'm gonna do it!

This blog will be my build journal with photo updates. Please Enjoy.

A view of the dock at the cabin!