December 2008 By Dodge Morgan My family archives indicate that my great-great-great grandfather Dodge Morgan sailed boats on the ocean. This, of course, is just one more curious activity out of the distant past, an era when people used personal automobiles for transportation, cooked their food on fire flames, tookRead More

December 2008 By David Roper On May 5, 1994, my now 92-year-old dad (aka, “Grampy” to Points East readers) self-published a book called “Roper Boats.” The book contained both pictures and narrative, done in his inimitable style, describing about 40 Roper boats owned either by his father, himself, or byRead More

December 2008 By Tom Snyder How cool would this be? A new genre of boat called a Zero Footprint Fair Weather Strolling Short Hopper? I think I’m going to design the prototype all by myself and then start building them for my target customers. Let me say a word aboutRead More

October 2008 By Dodge Morgan There are two fundamental categories of personal challenge: those we choose and those that choose us. There is an immense difference between the two when first they are engaged, but they become curiously alike over time. The difference at the outset is that one isRead More

October 2008 By David Roper I have eaten lunch in the Driftwood restaurant on Marblehead’s waterfront with the same three guys (a group known locally as “the boys“) once a week, 52 weeks a year, every year for the past decade. Over these 500-plus lunches, many conversations have been aboutRead More

October 2008 By Tom Snyder So, to recap, I bought my first boat in Hingham, Mass., 11 years, ago right after I sold my company – something I said I would never do (sell my company or buy a boat). She changed just about everything about my life. Today, IRead More

September 2008 By Dodge Morgan I am accustomed to making mistakes on boats but mostly small and unthreatening ones. I have never lost a boat even though I have owned a few worth losing such as those made up of inflated rubber tubes. However, this summer boating season clearly startedRead More

September 2008 By David Roper For the last three days and nights there’s been just two of us in here. Two boats. Two people. He’s about a hundred yards away, aboard a tired 21-foot low-end cabin sailboat. One spreader droops down forlornly like the broken wing of a bird. HeRead More

September 2008 By Tom Snyder I’ll bet most people who read this magazine have easily interested minds. That is a great quality to be born with since it increases the chance that one will have a lifetime of enduring encounters with interesting things. I assume that you readers are susceptibleRead More

August 2008 By David Roper The four of us were sitting around a mesquite-wood campfire at the base of a canyon amid the hills way outside of Tucson, near the old Tucson to Tombstone stagecoach road. We had spent all day in the saddle, my horse and I following JoeRead More