In 1984, we bought a 32’ 1937 wooden gaff-rigged cutter - an old working sailboat. We did a lot of work to make it habitable, and in late 1985, we moved aboard with our newborn daughter. For the record, it wasn’t a lifelong dream - it was a financial necessity. We were boat people for just over a year, in a marina in Florida.
On the plus side, it was a cheaper way to live, cleaning was quick, and there was no yard work. On the down side, because it was a wooden boat in Florida, we had to haul out twice a year to scrape and paint the bottom - nothing like living on a boat propped up on shore, hauling a baby up an 8’ ladder… :eek: And there was that leak thru the deck - over my side of the bunk… funny how that happened. And worst of all, we couldn’t sleep in on the weekends because the pleasure boaters and fishermen would be heading out early, setting the “house” to rocking. And having to go to a laundromat was my least favorite chore.
On the other hand, we had some great neighbors, and there’s something serene about lying in your bunk listening to the water lap against the hull a few inches from your head.
Fast forward to 2002. It’s now the 4th boat since the wooden one - a 1975 Fisher 37 - a bluewater motorsailer with a pilothouse, designed to be lived aboard. We were again in Florida, but my husband got a job in Baltimore, and since we intended to relocate anyway, he took the boat up the intracoastal and lived aboard while I stayed behind till our daughter graduated from high school. I would visit him at least monthly, so I got that liveaboard experience in little doses till I joined him again in '04. By that time, we’d moved the boat to Solomons, MD, since he was working in southern MD. And we had a few months before we found and bought a house.
One of the biggest differences being in Maryland and living aboard was water. The marinas shut off the water to the slips for the winter. In Baltimore, the marina staff would come around once a week to top off your tanks, but in Solomons, we had to carry our own in 5-gallon containers. Not fun.
Bottom line, living aboard can be great. You learn how little you need to get along. And for the most part, boat people are really friendly and helpful. Sitting in the cockpit at night after all the the non-liveaboards have gone can be really peaceful and relaxing. Heck, it’s the ultimate waterfront property, especially if you’ve got an end slip. It’s all in the attitude, and you really need to know your boat well - you never know when you’ll have to save your home. And for me, I’d rather live on my boat than in any HOA community.
I doubt we’ll ever live aboard again. Our current boat is OK, but not ideal for long-term. I look forward to summers afloat after my husband retires in a few years, but I like having a real house too much to give it up.