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                Boat 
                  Camping to Me 
                It was the end of a long cold 
                  week at work and the weekend forecast had cold and rain all 
                  week end long in store. Took my umbrella and headed out the 
                  building. I had been planning on going boat-camping all week 
                  long and had my boat packed and ready to go on its trailer.
                Made it to the van in the parking lot managing 
                  to soak my shoes in a puddle. As I open the door of the van 
                  and got in with my cold wet foot. I did not get upset because 
                  I knew I would be on the road with my boat and on to some really 
                  good boat camping.
                The trip home though short was time consuming. 
                  Traffic a 5:00 PM on a Friday with everyone out at the same 
                  time was a bit frustrating. It was already dark and raining 
                  and a full overcast gray and black sky. If it wouldn't have 
                  been for the weather and overcast the street lights would not 
                  have been on yet, I even had to have my headlights on a 5:00 
                  PM.
                Arrived home and backed into the driveway up to 
                  the garage door. Got out and opened the garage and reviled my 
                  floating camper for the weekend. 
                My boat was at that time a West Potter 19 I had 
                  bought second hand. I hitched her up and went back to the van 
                  and pulled her out into the dreary dark wet night and closed 
                  the door behind her.
                Hooked up the lights and safety chain and went 
                  inside to change. Got in and took off my wet shoe and sock and 
                  the dry one shed my clothes and got into some sweats and my 
                  two piece slicker suit and my rubber boots and got my groceries 
                  together and put them in my ice chest and locked the door behind 
                  me. After getting my ice chest in the van and my self in the 
                  drivers seat I paused for a second and looked out the windshield 
                  and reflected at how great this is going to be.
                I only live 35 miles where I wanted to launch 
                  which would normally take only about 45 minutes to get there 
                  but with the way the weather and conditions are I allowed a 
                  hour or more to get there.
                Had the road almost to myself and pulled into 
                  the marina and backed up to the launch ramp. Removed my teardown 
                  straps and got in the van and backed up to the water got her 
                  off the trailer and walked her down the dock and tied her to 
                  the pilings. I wet and parked the van. I had already dropped 
                  the ice chest on the ramp so I picked it up and brought it to 
                  the cockpit and put the motor down and started it to let it 
                  warm up.
                No one was around in that weather to collect for 
                  the charges and I had called reserving a slip on the very end 
                  by the bay ahead of time though I do not know why with this 
                  weather and rain the place was deserted and empty. Just the 
                  way I like it. I would settle up when I was ready to leave. 
                  I knew they all knew me anyway so there was not a problem.
                I un-tied form the dock and went to the far out 
                  slip there was by the bay entrance. I put bow into the dock 
                  and tied off on two pints on the bow and two on the stern. I 
                  open my locker and retrieved my shore power line and attached 
                  it to my waterproof shore power input on the cabin and went 
                  carefully plug it into the power outlet on the dock I have a 
                  multi plug in for a/s power in the cabin.
                Returned to the cockpit where I put up my homemade 
                  boom tent I made out of blue throwaway tarp that I cut and added 
                  grommet eyes to and attached it with some burgee's I had rigged 
                  up for it. I than moved my ice chest and removed the top of 
                  my rain jacket and hung it up under the tent to the boom. I 
                  than opened the hatch and let the bib part of my rain gear fall 
                  to my boots which I step out of and let there fireman style 
                  in the cockpit. 
                Turned on my dome interior light and reached for 
                  my ice chest and slid it inside and behind the two quarter-births 
                  and re installed the entrence ladder and closed the hatch.
                I than got both ceramic heaters I had acquired 
                  and plugged them in to the a/c strip and got them going. I adjusted 
                  the fan and thermostats to high to drive out the dampness and 
                  cold. I have a XM Satellite radio and I plugged it in also. 
                  I than put on some thick socks on top of my cotton ones and 
                  fired up the stove so I could make some hot chocolate.
                After just a little bit those heaters had to be 
                  adjusted to low it got hot fast I had to open the hatch and 
                  let in some cold air but I got them adjusted to a comfortable 
                  level and all was right with the world. I took off the lights 
                  and with only the red light of the XM radio and the red glow 
                  of the ceramic heaters as I listened to an old edition of what 
                  I call radio of the mind (old time radio stories) I listened 
                  to the rain poring down and the wind driving it even harder 
                  as I sat warm and snug in my little cocoon with good entertainment 
                  and though tied up at the dock away form it all. This is going 
                  to be such a great weekend get away.
                I have made a board that fits between the two 
                  settee births and have a cushion for it that way I can sit up 
                  and stretch across. I found my self realizing I had fallen asleep 
                  and it was 10 PM. got up and went forward to the v-births and 
                  rolled my self up in my heavy flannel blanket. As the wind howled 
                  and the rain raged out side my little warm cocoon and the gentle 
                  rocking of her hull in the water lulled me back to sleep I was 
                  a goner to the Sand Man.
                Saturday morning found me stretching and than 
                  lying there listening to the rain and wind. No change it was 
                  still dark and dreary outside. I was warm and toasty in side 
                  and I got up and used my Porto potty tuned to the weather channel 
                  on my XM radio and than to the NOAA radio on my vhf and got 
                  the coffee going, things would be better with coffee. 
                Sitting up and having coffee I looked out port 
                  and starboard windows but everything was a blur for all the 
                  rain and wind. I finely got enough nerve to open the hatch and 
                  peek out side boy was I stunned by the cold it must be 32 degrees 
                  wind chill out there. This is really cold for the Gulf Coast 
                  of Louisiana. I immediately shut the hatch and grabbed some 
                  more hot coffee. I guess its good to change the air in the cabin 
                  once in a while but I will not be doing that again unless I 
                  have to. I put the heaters a little higher to re warm the cabin 
                  again as I shut down the radio and got out a good book to read. 
                
                About noon Saturday it stopped raining and the 
                  wind started picking up. Wind switched to NW and than was blowing 
                  45-50 mph and the tide started really dropping fast.
                I realized that I would have to go out and slack 
                  the lines and give my floating camper a little more room to 
                  drop. I turned the heaters to full and opened the hatch and 
                  grabbed m rain gear I waited 30 minutes for them to warm up 
                  (ha-ha). Put them on and a thick watch cap and threaded out 
                  into the cockpit. I decided to remove the tent because I felt 
                  there would be no more rain. And proceeded to slack the lines 
                  which were already straining for some slack.
                The tide had already dropped one and a half feet 
                  and was still dropping. I wondered if I would be left high and 
                  dry by morning. I hope not because if it does the centerboard 
                  will come up and restrict my living space in the cabin.
                I just a little while my hands were numb. I jumped 
                  into the cabin this time with my rain gear on and closed the 
                  hatch. I could feel the heat blast me as I opened the hatch.
                The rubber slicker suit help keep the wind off 
                  me and kept me half way warm. I removed the gear and stowed 
                  it aft under the cabin sole. Got comfy and instead of coffee 
                  I made some hot tea with lemon juice and honey. 
                There I sat savoring the pleasures of a warm cabin 
                  no phones no communications unless I want to let them in. you 
                  see I have learned that you can get away even if you camp out 
                  in your boat in the garage if necessary it is all a state of 
                  mind.
                Though I knew I had to go back out tomorrow and 
                  put the boat on the trailer and get back home I was enjoying 
                  right now. Now is what counted to me right than and I was enjoying 
                  now for all it was worth.
                That evening I enjoyed a warm soup and crackers 
                  warm snug cabin good radio adventures on theater of the mind 
                  and a good warm night sleep.
                Sunday morning I awoke and fixed coffee and looked 
                  out to find most of the marina was dry except the last three 
                  slips.
                I put on my warm watch cap and slicker suite and 
                  ventured into the cockpit. I was surprised to find I hat to 
                  climb up to the dock to disconnect power and ropes.
                Back in the cockpit motor down and running I had 
                  to be careful to come out of the dock and go and stay in the 
                  channel. I raised the centerboard full up came the loading dock 
                  and hit bottom.
                Tied off and got the van and loaded the boat on 
                  the trailer. As I pulled out the marina I stopped at the office 
                  which still had not opened. I left an envelope with money and 
                  a note in the slot in the door and rode off with the van heater 
                  on full blast.
                I smiled as I pulled away onto the highway home 
                  relaxed and ready to face the world I had been camping I had 
                  gotten away for the weekend and not the weather or any thing 
                  was going to spoil it for me and I was not disappointed.
                This may not sound like camping to some, but remember 
                  camping is a stat of mind and this last weekend had been great. 
                
                Steve Collins
                