"Starlight" Gaff Rigged Ketch
Built in 1932 by haggis gobbling lumberjacks, 'Starlight', at 68 feet, scoured the seas for cod & haddock to feed a country of buxom lassies being suckled on by ginger bagpipers with stars in their eyes.
Around 1961, she washed off the stink of rotten fish & broken dreams to begin anew, as a majestic sailing beauty hosting whiskey rich men in dazzling kilts. But this could not last forever, and as kilts faded and once merry men sunk to drunkard rogues, 'Starlight' fell into disrepair, left lonely & forgotten.
But she still had stories to tell, and at sixty three years young, alone, despondent and laden with a heavy heart, she set out for Africa - the land of blood & riches. Here a surgeon awaited, perched over table with scalpel in hand, with promises to smooth her haggard features & lift her sagging bottom.
The surgery was a smash, and 'Starlight' rose like the phoenix from the red dust of Tunisia - soaring & singing like a gin soaked Susan.
Twenty more years was left floating in her wake, enjoyable years, content as Nana in her rocking chair with a full pouch of tobacco. But even nicotine powered rocking has a clock, and like Nana, it was time to cough and stand up.
Today, a new era has dawned. The crew has been formed. Armed with the spirit of old - suddenly the globe has shrunk and its seas have become but a dog bowl. With plans to sail west towards the New World - this may be her grandest voyage yet.