A cruiser’s tender is the equivalent of car to land dweller but probably even more mission critical. How do you get ashore, visit other boats, get provisions or go exploring if you haven’t a tender? Kayak, SUP (stand-up paddle-board), a lilo? All ridiculous. A tender and associated outboard motor - because rowing is not always practical or safe, are the unsung heroes in a cruisers life.
Marilyn got her name only after we’d reached Tasmania. A tube became punctured on an oyster on a jetty in Dover. The repair spot, to our eyes, looked like a beauty spot and thereon in she was known as ‘Marilyn’. She had a facelift when we put 'chaps' on her in 2017 after which her spot became concealed but she never stopped being our ‘Marilyn’.
We’ve loved Marilyn for at least 9 years and as mentioned, she wasn’t new when she became ours. The Bloke gradually fell out of love with Marilyn when the effort of continually needing to re-glue her handles or repair a water leak overcame him. She was also getting too heavy for us. Every trip to the beach was a strain, despite acquiring wheels for the transom to assist. Eventually her weight was the deal breaker. We conceded that we’re not as strong as we once were. Marilyn needed to go and we needed to find a baby sister.
Once advertised, we weren’t long finding a good home for Marilyn. It was a bittersweet moment watching Marilyn being driven away. Plenty of memories. She’s been replaced by The Elf because she is small and acquired at Christmas. We’ll introduce her in due course.
Once advertised, we weren’t long finding a good home for Marilyn. It was a bittersweet moment watching Marilyn being driven away. Plenty of memories. She’s been replaced by The Elf because she is small and acquired at Christmas. We’ll introduce her in due course.
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