Dad's Hurley Silhouette, circa 1965.
Note the "Boom!" height in relation to my head.
I thought my English friends would appreciate
this slick little sloop. He also had a 2hp
British Seagull. Loud as hell, but reliable.
Dad and I would occasionally do overnights
down bay near Barnegat Light. The only food
I clearly remember eating on board was, oddly
enough, eggs and Spam! Good times.