Stories from our memories — inspired by the tides, shaped by the water.
by Vicky Jeffies
The colors of the America’s Boating Club – Golden Isles burgee tell our story at a glance.
by Cynthia Lamb
I’ll just come right out with it: I love my boat. There’s no shame in it. My boat makes me happy — genuinely, deeply happy — and it’s worth every penny my husband and I pour into it.
by Cynthia Lamb
When you first start boating, it can feel like someone handed you an entirely new language and expected fluency by Saturday. Rules, buoys, lights, weather signs, angles, currents — it’s a lot.
by John Lijoi
I’ve been crabbing for as long as I can remember. As a little boy growing up on Long Island, New York, weekends often meant family trips to the local docks.
by Charles Wilsdorf
When I was a young boy, my family home sat on a small bluff overlooking the Cumberland River in Nashville, Tennessee. Our river frontage featured a wide, sandy beach.
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