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Father’s Day Gifts

Father's Day Gifts

Dads are the best. They fix things, make things, break things.  And they teach us so much.

Celebrate the Dad in your life with one of these nautical Father’s Day gifts. Happy Father’s Day!

For the sport dad.

For the fishing dad.

For the dancin’ dad.

For the gadget dad.

For the luckiest dad.


Our Dads and Their Boats

Our Dads and Boats
My Dad, a few years ago on his Najad 38, his happy place.

Dads teach us so much. Most of my life lessons involved a boat.

I grew up on the water, and I mean that literally. I was born in July, aka peak boating season in Rhode Island. Not the type to miss an opportunity to sail, my parents strung up a system on their C&C 29 where I swung around in a makeshift bassinette-like contraption all summer.

These days, both of my parents are active boaters, but it was my dad who instilled a love of boating into our family. He grew up in Warwick, RI and has plenty of tales of his youthful escapades. One of my personal favorites: the time he sailed with a friend to Block Island in his teens on a whim. Of course, this was with no charts, no motor, barely any wind. Just dumb luck. Oh, and he neglected to tell his parents. Some call it dangerous, he called it an adventure.

The first time my dad passed on his love for boating was to my mom. When they started dating, he asked my mom to sail to Cuttyhunk for the weekend. She had never set foot on a sailboat but gamely agreed. Again, without navigation and no charts, they set out from Cedar Tree Point in Warwick. Of course, the thunderstorms started just an hour after departure. There were two lifejackets aboard, but they happened to be child-sized and no comfort to my mom, who was starting to get nervous. Somewhere around Tiverton, things really went awry when the sailboat ran aground. A helpful fisherman successfully pulled them off a shoal, but snapped a halyard in the process.

By now it was dark and they had no clue where they were. Hoping for the best, they threw out an anchor for the night. As the story goes, the night was terrifying and sleep was fleeting. But when the sun rose, they woke to a gorgeous clear day with picturesque Fogland Beach in view. Somehow, they continued (chartless!) to Cuttyhunk. They made it, and it was there my dad received his first nautical chart from his friend Seth. Armed with the knowledge that maps of the ocean existed, my mom was hooked.

And soon I would be too. My sister and I spent our childhoods sailing Opti’s at Conanicut Yacht Club and selling blackberries to boaters moored at Dutch Harbor Boatyard. Much later, for my dad’s 40th birthday, my mom surprised him with a weeklong bareboat charter in the BVI. It is still, hands down, the best vacation I’ve ever been on. Not just for the location, which of course was incredible. It was because my sister and I (surly teens, to say the least) got up with the sun and spent every day laughing, snorkeling and dancing with our parents, who turned out to be pretty cool after all.

There would be more boats as we grew up. A tiny inflatable with a 2.2 HP Mercury outboard that I learned to drive at age six. An uncle’s loaned Boston Whaler. A Moody 34.  A windsurfer. An aluminum rowboat from the sixties, with a motor to match. A work-in-progress Limestone. A Walker Bay. Kayaks. A beloved Najad 38.

I could tell dozens of stories about my dad and boats. Or about how my family is truly at our best when we’re all together somewhere on the water.

Every summer until I was about 13, our family took two weeks or so to cruise with our yacht club. We went everywhere: Fisher’s Island, the Vineyard, Montauk, Nantucket and a host of others. We’d raft more than a dozen boats together and spend the time swimming, playing games, cooking out. It was fun, exciting and absolutely exhausting.

Whenever the trip was over and we were on the way back to Jamestown, my dad would pull in the inflatable tender we towed and toss me and my sister in for a ride. We may only have been going five or so knots and yes, we were only trailing ten feet off the stern, but to a six and seven-year-old, it was absolutely exhilarating.

Even at that young age, we could tell this was our dad’s way of showing his confidence in us. He trusted us to be out there. He wanted us to try being on our own.  I was always nervous at first, but those nerves never failed to grow into giddy excitement.

Fast-forward fourteen years: After graduating college, I was home for a summer, unsure of my next step. On a whim, I applied to be a stewardess on a Feadship in Annapolis, and to my surprise, I got the job. I was quietly apprehensive when I left because it would be the first time I was truly on my own. This time, there was no towline. I didn’t know where I was going or when I would be back.

But, thanks to my dad, I knew it would be fine. He taught me that nerves are just a precursor to excitement and adventure. And anyway, it was just another boat.

Thanks, Dad. Happy Father’s Day. I love you.


Got a story about your dad and a boat? Send us an email with the tale!

Willy T finds a new home

The famous (infamous?) floating bar has a new home after sustaining damage following Hurricane Irma last year. The Willy T will settle in Peter Island soon.

“We are pretty well confirmed to be definitely moving. We are not going to be in The Bight [but] at Great Harbour on Peter Island,” said Willy T owner, Ewan Anderson.

He made the announcement following a meeting with the government on May 14th.

Anderson told BVI News that things are still being fine-tuned for the final move. Anderson also expressed relief.

“It will be ok. It’s another location, it’s on the water, and it’s good for tourism — good for Great Harbour. We are happy that we can move somewhere as opposed to closing down the business. So, yes, we are happy and the government is helping us to avail that situation,” he added.

Anderson then described his discussions with the government as ‘helpful’ and that Willy T’s required permits are now being processed in order to resume operations.

Southern Boating for one, is happy the legendary boat found a new home. Who among us hasn’t traveled to the islands, had a little too much fun at Willy T’s and fallen asleep on an aft deck cleat? Or woken up to find their hair replaced with a banana peel? Oh, just us…


An image of the Willy TA brief history of the Willy T:

The first Willy T was located in the southwest corner of The Bight. This always popular “bistro on the briny” can take credit for at least some of the popularity of the anchorage.

Established in June 1989 by Mick and Annie Gardner, this one-of-a-kind restaurant has remained in the family and is now operated by Mick and Annie’s son-in-law, Ewan Anderson.

The original (wooden) Willy T was a 1935, Baltic Trader. After a little more than 6 years of restaurant service, she sprung a leak in the middle of the night. The bilge pumps weren’t able to keep up with the volume of water and the original William Thornton sank on her mooring on June 11, 1995.

She was subsequently raised, hauled out to sea and sunk again in the hopes of making a new dive site. Unfortunately, weather conditions quickly tore her apart and there is nothing left of the old William Thornton today.

But you can’t keep a good man down! Mick and Ewan jumped on a plane for Florida to find a replacement. The 100′, steel hulled replacement was soon swinging on her mooring and open for business by January 6th, 1996 where she remained until September 2017.

And now the legend continues.

Tell us your best Willy T story!

Kayakers set record

An image of three men Kayaking from Cuba, Kayakers set record

From Cuba to Florida: Kayakers set a record for non-stop paddle

Yesterday, (May 29th) American kayakers Andy Cochrane, Wyatt Roscoe and Luke Walker arrived in Key West from Cuba. The crossing took 27 hours, 12 minutes and 30 seconds, a new record. The kayakers paddled solo without stopping and without rest aboard three individual kayaks. There was, however, a support boat on hand in case of emergency.

The trio began kayaking from Cuba at 07:15 am on Monday 28th, from the Hemingway International Yacht Club of Cuba.

In a press conference held at the Hemingway International Nautical Club, the three young people expressed that the journey is not only a good opportunity to get to know Havana, but also to cross the Straits of Florida and to improve the relationships of the nautical communities from both countries.

Their first attempt to establish such a record was on July of 2017, but a strong electrical storm ended that passage.

Photos by Desmond Boylan


Ginger Grape Punch

Grapes for Ginger Grape Punch

Ginger Grape Punch

Relax on the aft deck with a cool glass of this Ginger Grape Punch. Refreshing, sweet, and fruit-filled.


2 cups seedless grapes, halved
1 orange and 1 lemon, thinly sliced
4 cups ginger ale
4 cups white grape juice
8 oz. vodka (optional)


Fill a pitcher with fruit. Top with ginger ale, grape juice, vodka, and stir well. Pour punch into four ice-filled glasses. Enjoy!

By Lori Ross, Southern Boating June 2018

More Father’s Day Food:

Summer Salad Bar

Quick and Easy Sauerkraut

Creamy Coleslaw

Hot Dog Bar