Today, Sunday, turned out to be a bust for Gary and I to ride. My wife was on call at the hospital this weekend and had a boatload of patients. By the time she was able to get home the hour was already much later than we had anticipated. So this very short post is for my friend Cody whose heroic career is firefighting. Its rare enough to see the boats Gary and I had the chance to find but even more rare is the sight of this vintage fire engine.
When you ride up to the lot the first thing you see are the boats. Some small and others enormous. They take in your attention immediately. Its not often one can find a shop dedicated to the wood finishing of historic sea going vessels. Even less so to find a company handling the complete restoration of them. The shop itself is dwarfed by the size of of quite a few in the yard. What's amazing is these boats are located quite a distance from any water capable of supporting their size. I would love to see how they got there in the first place. You would have to use semis for many of them. I can't think of another way.
You're thinking of all these huge wooden boats. That's where your focus is until you realize the only thing on the lot is partially hidden by a fairly young tree and a very modern aluminum fishing boat up for sale.
There at the center of the small plot of grass centered in the front of everything is an incredible machine. I couldn't date it. I'll estimate thirties to forties (how's that for a broad guess?). As far as I could tell this engine still has about everything it came with when it was in use. What caught my eye about this old workhorse is the fact is a ragtop. A convertible. If you look closely you'll see it. Just click on the picture and enjoy.
Cody, this one's for you, bud.