David Marlow followed a regimented path to success during a multidecade career as a boat designer, eventually retiring to his native Florida hard by Terra Ceia Bay in a restored, cracker-style home. But he couldn't stop thinking about hull design, spending hours tinkering in his workshop followed by towing scale models of his design behind his Boston Whaler. Eventually, no longer content as a
This summer is going to rock for the PMY staff. Why? Because this year's company boat is the Cruisers 447 Sport Sedan. After spending a full day onboard the latest Office Ours, I can say with certainty that over the next five months, the sign-up sheet will be full and her engine-hour meters will put up some big numbers.
The first thing I noticed about the 447 was her
I surmise that my prior Formula experience is one shared by many performance-oriented boating enthusiasts: running 50-plus mph while leaning hard against a flipped-up bolster at the helm of a sleek, low-profile, high-speed cruiser in a driving, skin-stinging rain. Oh, that didn't happen to you? Well, that was my day on the water back in the fall of 2001 when I ran the Formula 370 Super Sport.
When a PMY editor tests a boat, he or she is supposed to approach it with an open, unbiased mind. Of course, this is impossible. Being human, we can't avoid preconceptions. Every time we step aboard, we take along our notebooks, measuring tapes, inclinometers, dB meters—and yes, our baggage, which we try our best to ignore.
My wring-out of the Fairline 66 Squadron was like
As we were getting ready to take the new Davis 52 Express out for some testing in the sporty Atlantic, Bob Weidhaas said something that knocked my socks off. Weidhaas is the chief operating officer for Davis Yachts (as well as for Davis' parent company, Egg Harbor Yachts), and he's a direct, no-nonsense kind of guy, especially when it comes to explaining exactly how his company designs and
Although she wasn't named after Superman, this 121-foot Heesen would make an excellent addition to the resources of the Justice League of America.
That's because Man of Steel (named for her owner's business interests in the steel industry) not only made it through a delivery from Holland to the Canary Islands in weather that was, to say the least, awful, but also did a transatlantic
Every afternoon at just before sunset in Tuzla, Turkey, a small town approximately 15 miles outside of Istanbul, loudspeakers summon Muslims to Magrib, or sunset prayer. If you were just offshore in the Sea of Marmara at this time, the prayers coming from the loudspeakers would certainly float over the onion-shape minarets of the city’s numerous mosques to reach your ears. Looking towards the
There’s nothing half as exciting as being aboard a big, beautiful cruising boat in South Florida in the springtime with the sun coming up when it’s still cold up north. You feel privileged, meteorologically speaking, every time the tropical breezes stir. Stepping up into the cockpit of a new Grand Banks 59 Aleutian RP (Raised Pilothouse) with test gear in hand, I caught a pungent whiff of the
I’m told it was a picture-perfect, Indian summer morning in mid-November when Jerry and Diane Lynch launched their new 38 Wilbur/Duffy Lonrach—the perfect day for a boat whose namesake means “brilliant” in Gaelic, to ease her hunter-green hull into the crisp, Maine water for her maiden voyage to her homeport in Cape Cod, Massachusetts.
Now a month later it’s a beautiful,
The Southern California-based Manroe family hit February’s Miami International Boat Show to see 18-year-old Kyle receive The Billfish Foundation’s Junior Angler Award. When you see Kyle’s fishing record, you understand why he received it. The Manroes—Kyle fishes on a team with his father Bob—won the Auto Exotica-Bisbee’s East Cape Offshore Tournament in 2004 with a 386-pound blue
Let’s be frank. Notwithstanding an attractive, nicely appointed interior, there’s nothing frou-frou about the Albemarle 360 XF (Express Fisherman). Everything about her is solid, functional, and bred for fishing. But that is not to say she’s unattractive. On the contrary, in just the few minutes it took to fuel up at the Sea Isle Marina during the 2006 Miami International Boat Show, several
Kiwis welcome a good challenge. Take New Zealander Edmund Hillary. After hundreds of others had failed and some had died trying, Hillary, along with his guide Tenzing Norgay, was the first man to summit the highest point on Earth, Mt. Everest. No doubt inspired by Hillary, his countrymen are today among the world’s elite climbers.
The same holds true for New Zealand’s less-famous citizenry.
How many express cruisers have you seen lately that can lay claim to a bright, open, well-ventilated interior? Although we’re living in an age that touts innovative marine design, these days many of our sporty midrange express cruisers proffer the same long, tubular, gloomy, virtually airless interiors that first characterized the genre years ago, despite the liberal usage of opening hatches and
In the summer of 2001, I logged 1,000 quite-happy miles onboard PMY’s company boat, Office Ours. She was a sleek-looking 40-foot convertible from Queensland, Australia-based builder Riviera. I fished her in several tournaments, ran her down the East Coast, and had awesome fun just horizon chasing. The boat offered a great ride as well as a home away from home on road trips. At the
There was snow on the peaks. In northern Italy they always say you can spend the morning on the beach and go skiing in the afternoon, although in my experience even the balmy Tuscan coast is never quite balmy enough in February to tempt me into the water. I also couldn’t help noticing that the beach was completely deserted. Nevertheless, it was sunny, and it felt like spring off Viareggio on the
I am a voracious reader, but occasionally I find it tricky to decipher the meaning behind certain works. In his book Mother Night, Kurt Vonnegut made it easy for me: He states the novel’s theme in the preface. “You are what you pretend to be,” Vonnegut writes, adding that we should be darn careful about what we pretend to be, as we may just become that. Recently I was at Allied Richard
I’m going to take her from the tower, okay?” I enthusiastically inquired with Cabo Yachts’ international sales manager Steve Boerma. I’m a certified tuna-tower nut, although I don’t entirely know why. Perhaps it’s because I grew up with one on my dad’s boat, run my own boat from her tower, or just enjoy the solitude up top. Maybe it’s all of the above. I do know that when I saw the optional
A week or so before I did the wring out of Buddy Davis’ new B&D 34 Center Console, my wife convinced me I should go on the South Beach Diet. So, in keeping with this nutritional newness in my life, prior to showing up at Davis’ waterside facility in West Palm Beach, Florida, I chowed down on a honkin’ low-carb extravaganza: three eggs, six slices of bacon, and ten slices of tomato. Which was
The prior night’s downpour had eased to a thick, humid mist as I made my way down the dock behind the Hall of Fame Marina in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, but even in the morning’s gloomy haze, the new Luhrs 41 Open looked inviting. And I was not the only one on the dock that seemed to harbor that opinion. As I introduced myself to the Luhrs’ dealer, Capt. Sam Jaber of Scituate Yacht Company, we were
The difference between testing a new Viking and other convertibles is the same as the difference between following the New York Yankees and most any other baseball team. The Yankees are obsessed with being the best, and they set the bar higher than anyone. Where a division title would cause most teams to rejoice, for the Yankees it’s a mere stepping stone to the only thing that counts: the World
Center-console boats will always be objects of my affection. As teenagers my friends and I spent large chunks of our summer vacations cruising, fishing, and looking for trouble on a 17-footer in the backwaters of Barnegat Bay, New Jersey. At any given time my friends and I had her loaded up with surfboards, diving and fishing gear, or just a horde of people bound for a favorite anchorage. Later I
The boat’s ensign looks starch-stiff. It’s blowing 20-plus knots, and white-tipped four- to six-footers roll in steady sets. From the flying bridge 20-plus feet above the frothing water, I see a Gulf Stream horizon that looks like Monet’s “Rough Sea at Etretat.” Perfect.
Beneath my feet sits 135,000 pounds of time-tested hull, stout construction, and first-rate craftsmanship. I’m onboard
Ocean Yachts mounts a big, standard Shakespeare VHF antenna on the starboard flying bridge cowling of the new 42 Super Sport, and when folded down to accommodate bridges and other low-slung obstacles, the darn thing hangs over the transom a good ways and tends to slightly complicate close-quarters maneuvering. Not that I’m complaining. Extra antenna altitude is generally good since it extends
When you think of Chris-Craft, you likely think of a classic beauty; a jaw-dropping, solid-mahogany runabout that’s reminiscent of a bygone era. Indeed, during the 1950’s, the Chris-Craft name was practically a synonym for pleasureboating. But the builder’s 130-year-long career has not been all highs; in fact, during the 1980’s and 1990’s, Chris-Craft fell on hard times and lost much of its