With all the hoopla famed track and field Olympian Caitlyn (formerly Bruce) Jenner is garnering these days for her coming out, I decided that I, too, needed some attention. And what better way to grab the homage of your peers than to do something so outlandish you leave them with their mouths hanging open and eyes popping. So outside my comfort zone that it would expose me to new and challenging roles.
On a humid tropical evening this past August the sun dipped below the horizon quicker than I anticipated. From our slip four miles away, we could see it shining brightly across Cooper Island’s Machioneel Bay. It was as if a single spotlight lit this oasis, setting the stage for a solo performance for a special piece of paradise.
Written by Ben Ellison on Sep 24, 2015 for Panbo, The Marine Electronics Hub
Written by Ben Ellison on Sep 17, 2015 for Panbo, The Marine Electronics Hub
Written by Ben Ellison on Sep 14, 2015 for Panbo, The Marine Electronics Hub
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“It truly is an incredible boat relative to what its capabilities are versus price. Honestly I don’t think any other boat competes with it, at least not successfully. There was nobody else able to do in  what that 49 was doing. I honestly don’t believe it’s close since it just offered just so much more to the consumer. About the only knock on it people like to throw is that it’s wet in some sea states.
Written by Ben Ellison on Sep 7, 2015 for Panbo, The Marine Electronics Hub
Someone who helped shape my professional career is a man by the name of Johnny Morris, a founder of a big-box marine store. I only met him once, but he was a mentor of mine for many years. I studied him. I mean, I read everything I could put my hands on about him. I wore out his mail-order catalogs every year since the 1970s. I passed his attention-to-retailing-detail philosophy on to my staffs. He’s humble, a gentle giant in the marine industry.
My friend Jack Bulger foraged his way through a fried seafood platter at the 15th Street Fisheries in Ft. Lauderdale like it was his last meal, pausing for a few seconds to wipe away a wayward dollop of tartar sauce resting in the upper portion of his beard. With our T-shirts, flips-flops, and pink skin we looked like tourists down for a few days of beachcombing and all-you-can-eat buffets. Yet here we were on a blustery November day wondering when we would leave terra firma for the Caribbean—and on what boat.
As we were gearing up to leave Connecticut to start our trip, Danny gained strength and became a tropical storm and then a true-blue hurricane. At that point Erika was just a twinkle in our collective eye—one with the inauspicious name of 98L. She took on the name of Erika just as Danny lost his edge thanks to Sal. Or more accurately SAL, the Saharan Atmospheric Layer, which is a dust cloud high and dry in the upper atmosphere that sucks the energy from storms there this time of year.