My crazy uncle owned a boat when I was growing up and a wild ride on the Lake Orion, if the boat would start, and if we could pump all of the water out was the highlight of a summer visit. I've never owned a boat, a whole in the water into which you pour money. My X refused to let me own one, I can swim, X couldn't, apparently I was not trusted. When I lived in Hotterville, we were miles from water to boat on. I keep looking at the Potomac and thinking I should own a boat someday. Something small, and dry.