My brother bought a 26’ McGreggor (sail boat) about 8 years ago.
I’ve been on it 6 or 7 times. I think he has sailed perhaps 20 times. Perhaps.
He lives in Denver. Hardly the sailing capital in the world. It is sort of a desert.
He does not have it in a slip, unless you count my Dad’s driveway as a slip.
He has upgraded it to the tune of about $5000 dollars.
I suspect that it has about 100 times more miles on it on it’s trailer, than it has had on the water. The good lakes to sail this on are about 100 miles away. And he can’t single crew it. Well you could if he got a power roller furling for the jib. But that’s about $1500.
It takes about 1 hour to set the mast and get everything ready and get it in the water after hauling it down the road. That’s if you’re fast.
And on that size boat, you must (or at least I do) have a decent small outboard engine. They are NOT cheep. You have to deal with gas as well. And get everything all hooked up and running. And of course since the outboard is water cooled from the lake, it’s a bit difficult to make sure it’s running properly until the boat goes in the water.
If once you get the boat off the trailer and into the lake and docked, and your engine won’t start, well, that’s where the term cursing like a sailor comes from.
The last time I sailed with my brother, my Wife and Mom on the boat too. I got left off on the dock in a umm sail by so that I could get the truck and trailer to back down the ramp and recover the boat.
The wind came up.
An 8.5 horse engine on a 26 foot sailboat does not quite cut it in 30 mph gusts. Especially a boat that uses water for it’s ballast and that ballast has been mostly emptied. and has a drop down keel board.
I helped the fellow on the previous boat manage to get it on the trailer (vintage Cris Craft) There was only one ramp in this small bay. We needed him out of the way, and he was by himself. I went swimming a couple of times. Wet wallet that day.
All the time my brother was trying to manage what was basically a hockey puck in a stiff wind with an engine on it (ballast was already mostly dumped, sails where down, center board up[mostly, it was only about 8 feet deep]).
I got the guy with the Cris Craft on his way and had to run for the truck and trailer. I got the trailer in the water just in time for the wind to wind down. My brother drove it onto the trailer and all was done.
While regrouping, at the boat, after we got it on the trailer, but before the mast was down, both my Mom and I tried to climb the rear swim ladder. We both got sent to the ground from static electricity from the boat. I’ve been shocked plenty of times from 110. But I have never been kicked on my ass. I had to wonder why in the hell am I laying on the ground?
Boats are fun, but they can be expensive.
I’ve got a few other story’s too if you would like.