(Note: I wrote this on the second day of the boat show, but only now, two weeks later have I been able to find the time to process the images…)
Yesterday was one of the days I look forward to for the entire year: the day I attend the New England Boat Show at the Boston Convention and Exposition Center on the pier in Boston. I’ve been attending as long as I can remember, first tagging along with my dad, then later by myself and now with my daughter Mackenzie.
In some ways, my dogged attendance is a bit out of character, as I suspect even if I’d won the Powerball Lottery, my ingrained Yankee frugality would keep me from ever buying a brand new boat. I mean, the things lose like half their value as soon as they hit the water, and the rest soon there after.
This years show was particularly poignant given the growing economic crisis. Walking into the center, you could smell the odd melange of new fiberglass, carnuba wax, and desperation hanging in the air like Gloucester fog. The show floor itself was 2/3 the size of the show last year. Continue reading “The New England Boat Show 2009”