If it’s a real yacht, has sails and all how about “blow job”
Hat, coat, door, etc.
I used to know a guy who let his wife name their new boat… She chose “Another Damned Boat”.
“White People’s Problems” ?
“As if it were too great, too mighty for common virtues, the ocean has no compassion, no faith, no law, no memory.”
I would name her Oblivion.
Wayfaring Stranger
Oh, that’s a beauty.
OK too.
Raymond Luxury.
Salt and Light
Several years ago, a customer couple bought a used yacht from the US, brought to Canada and my shop for sprucing up.
During the course of conversation regarding re-naming the yacht, the wife farted and we all had a good laugh.
Why not name the boat “Breaking Wind” I suggested.
Apropos for a sailing yacht, but for a motor yacht perhaps “Passing Gas” would be more appropriate.
How about Magdala in reference to the fishing village on the Sea of Galilee occupied by the Romans and the ensuing revolt by the Jews which is sometimes associated with early Christianity. It seems obscure enough. And it’s a beautiful name for a boat, IMO.
Turkey of The Sea.
Oh, I like it!
Please keep them coming.
Okay, well since you’re looking for Christian references that are not readily apparent, how about Simon’s Craft, referencing Simon Peter, a fisherman and owner of the boat Jesus used during his ministry? Link
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And He got into one of the boats, which was Simon’s, and asked him to put out a little way from the land. And He sat down and began teaching the people from the boat.
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Twin Brothers or The Dioscuri reference Greek Gods, Castor and Pollux, who appear to Greek sailors in the form of St. Elmo’s fire portending escape from stormy seas. It’s also a reference to the ship the Apostle Paul was aboard when he traveled to Rome on his third missionary voyage. Link
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Acts 28:11 At the end of three months we set sail on an Alexandrian ship which had wintered at the island, and which had the Twin Brothers for its figurehead.
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One last that has a theological basis but also a somewhat obscure seafaring link:
Apotheosis for deification of a subject to god status; more Pagan than Christian really, but also a reference to Bulkington of Moby Dick, an enigmatic character that appears briefly at the end of Chapter 23 but with great flourish:
[QUOTE=Herman Melville]
Some chapters back, one Bulkington was spoken of, a tall, new-landed mariner, encountered in New Bedford at the inn.
When on that shivering winter’s night, the Pequod thrust her vindictive bows into the cold malicious waves, who should I see standing at her helm but Bulkington! I looked with sympathetic awe and fearfulness upon the man, who in mid-winter just landed from a four years’ dangerous voyage, could so unrestingly push off again for still another tempestuous term. The land seemed scorching to his feet. Wonderfullest things are ever the unmentionable; deep memories yield no epitaphs; this six-inch chapter is the stoneless grave of Bulkington. Let me only say that it fared with him as with the storm-tossed ship, that miserably drives along the leeward land. The port would fain give succor; the port is pitiful; in the port is safety, comfort, hearthstone, supper, warm blankets, friends, all that’s kind to our mortalities. But in that gale, the port, the land, is that ship’s direst jeopardy; she must fly all hospitality; one touch of land, though it but graze the keel, would make her shudder through and through. With all her might she crowds all sail off shore; in so doing, fights 'gainst the very winds that fain would blow her homeward; seeks all the lashed sea’s landlessness again; for refuge’s sake forlornly rushing into peril; her only friend her bitterest foe!
Know ye, now, Bulkington? Glimpses do ye seem to see of that mortally intolerable truth; that all deep, earnest thinking is but the intrepid effort of the soul to keep the open independence of her sea; while the wildest winds of heaven and earth conspire to cast her on the treacherous, slavish shore?
But as in landlessness alone resides the highest truth, shoreless, indefinite as God - so, better is it to perish in that howling infinite, than be ingloriously dashed upon the lee, even if that were safety! For worm-like, then, oh! who would craven crawl to land! Terrors of the terrible! is all this agony so vain? Take heart, take heart, O Bulkington! Bear thee grimly, demigod! Up from the spray of thy ocean-perishing - straight up, leaps thy apotheosis!
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A fine tribute to badass, dedicated seafarers.
M/Y Post is my Cite.
Yachats (it’s a town in Oregon, named for the Yachats Indians, and pronounced yah-HOTS)
Oh M/Y MY!
Nunfucker!
I think Paul in Qatar’s request was “Christian”, Súil Dubh, not downright religious pandering.
“Chicken Ship”