How did you come to learn about SeaCrafts?

[gofastsandman]

We had a Dell Quay Dory when I was a kid. A Brit. Whaler knock off. I always called it a Whaler because no one knew what a Dell Quay was. My first love. It was wet and pounded. Just like a water park and an amusement park all rolled into one. What more could a kid ask for?

Millway marine did the annuals on "Pigling Bland". Dana was a dealer for SeaCraft, Mako, and later Ocean Master. That is how I came to know about the brand in name only. We moved from the Cape when I was a teen and it broke my heart.
I turned into a little S#(^ head. It wasn`t until Mom got ill in Vero that I found my church again. My ocean. I came back to help her and it helped me more. I left the drugs in L.A. and never looked back.

I met Janet and she bought me a Silstar special at walmart. I went to the pier. I became a pier rat. I blew up the silstar in no time and got a Penn spinner and a TLD. Learned to cast and catch bait for the real rats and they taught me a thing or two. I watched all the boats coming and going through Boynton, dreaming of the day when I would be that smile.

Friends had Makos, Formulas, and Berts, but my eye kept looking at SeaCrafts. They just seemed to float. I knew nothing of VDH. The Paramount also floated, but the lines of the SC were just right, and they didn`t porpoise as much.

I wanted a Potter, but they were either restored and big money or needed everything. I found my Slacker on ebay, but it was down in Kendal. I went. I went again. I then brought a check.

I knew about SeaCraft, but here is where I really learned of the the magic.

Pier rats forever,
GFS

[Ryan]

When i was a kid probably 4 or 5 my dad and I used to tool around Key Largo in this little 16 foot green aluminum boat. We always seemed to have one problem or another with it, and one day we got stuck out in the bay. At some point during the tow in he told me Ryan were gonna stop messing around and get ourselves a real boat. I didnt think too much of that untill the day she showed up in Key Largo. A white 73 cc with a 150 merc of probably the same year. He took it to HI lift Marina up in Aventura and mounted a brand new 83 Johnson 185 vro on her. Ill never forget Dad telling me how this new motor was gonna have her running like a Raped ape, and she did. We did everything on that seacraft, fishing snorkeling, chasing down guys poaching our lobster pots, and just having tons of fun.

A few years later me and my buddies were all really into boats, we could walk the docks and talk about em for hours and the seacrafts were always my favorites for the sleek lines and the envious looks of the people in whalers, aquasports and makos. The first time I got to take her out by myself I was sure I was the coolest kid in the world. I always knew there was something special about those seacrafts but i really didnt know why untill later on, and this site and the faithful, of course are a big part of that.

[Michael Vezzosi]

Coincidentally, in 1995 or 96, my brother and I decided we needed boats when living on an island. Only previous experience was sharing a 1968 BW 13 on the Jersey Shore as kids.

Started trying to get educated, and looking for center consoles, everyone said SeaCraft. Neither of us had heard of one. While on a trip to the Keys, my brother purchased a 1987 SC 18, older Johnson 150, locally. Had not even had a ride in it before cruising to Fla. to find a 20. First one was crap, so I decided to head west to visit my mom. Stopped and picked up a Boat Trader at a gas station. I was still upset/disappointed about the one near Daytona, when my girlfriend gets near the rear of the mag and says, "Here's a 20 with a 200 Merc. in Sarasota!". Called, straight to the house, seller seemed straight, and fell in love with my MA, which I had never heard of. Gave him a deposit, and headed to New Port Richie. A week later, me and the girl jump back in my 1987 Toyota Xtra Cab (150k on the clock), river test it (flawless), pick it up, and head straight back to New Port Richie. Mom says, "I've never seen a smile like that!". Towed her back to Hilton Head, pack the cooler, take my Dad, and friends, all visiting from Jersey, and LAUNCH!!! 30 minutes later she blows, only to find a brand new head gasket. $#!%!!!

Been a sickness ever since...Vezo, Part II.

[BigLew]

Once bitten, no antidote! Don't you love it!

Keep'm comin! This is getting fun. Especially the ones with some detail and emotional aspects.