PMY - Power&Motoryacht

Okay. I’ll admit I struggle with a tendency to exaggerate...sometimes. And I’ll admit that when a couple of New York-based PMY editors telephoned me here in Florida a few weeks...

The Long Island, New York, marina where I keep my boat has many slips occupied by Carvers. Some are sedans and others are motoryachts, but all have something in common: owners who...

I’m a sucker for this kind of thing, really: Two midsize powercats, on loan to PMY from NauticBlue Power Yacht Vacations, an offshoot of The Moorings, the worldwide charter outfit...

My college friend, Phil, owned a 1966 Chevelle SS that he tricked out with all the bells and whistles, including a worked-over 427-cid block, a nitrous-oxide tank, and a pumped-up...

To those who argue, “Two’s company, three’s a crowd,” I say, “What’s wrong with a crowd?” Particularly if the threesome is the trio of 440-hp Yanmars that power the Fountain 48...

Back in the early 1970’s Mary Johnstone raced 470 class sailboats in the “trapeze” position, often cantilevering herself completely outboard from a masthead wire...

About 18 months ago I received a call from Mike Murawski, Carver’s vice president of sales and marketing, asking if I’d be interested in taking a first look at a “major new...

With a vague foreboding, I stepped aboard Regal’s Commodore 3560, which was docked in the little marina across the street from the Renaissance-Vinoy hotel in St. Petersburg,...

The Luhrs Marine Group’s goals for its 41 Convertible were simple: The boat had to be built to accommodate the offshore angler, but she also needed enough creature comforts so...

My cellphone rang as I stared at the ocean out the window of my hotel room on Singer Island, Florida, which is about 15 miles north and east of West Palm Beach. Ocean Yachts’...

What grabbed my attention, for starters, was the hull color—“seafoam green,” Rybovich calls it. Thanks to the unique sense of tropicality it conveys, I had no trouble...

What a day it was. Sun beaming down. Gulf Stream so inky blue it was almost purple. Kenny Chesney on the Clarion drawlin’, “No shoes, no shirt, no problem.” And me kicked back at...