You don’t get turned into an “action adventure hero” every day, and for that Briggs and I have to thank Craig Moodie. Of course, the book brought tons more attention to the things I was not supposed to have done (per my mother, who sentenced me to writing all this stuff) so maybe I should have thought twice before letting the story get out. But, hey, I come across as pretty cool, so thanks, Craig, from a fellow wharf rat.

Craig Moodie grew up on the water like me.  When he was a kid, his family chartered sailboats to Newport, Block Island, Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard, and Nantucket.

Moving to Cape Cod, Moodie helped his friends rebuild a wooden Novi lobster boat (awesome) and quahogged (yup, been there) in Pleasant Bay on a plywood clam boat he also helped construct.  Later, he became a deckhand out of Harwich Port on Cape Cod, lobstering, long-lining, and gillnetting on various boats.

I like what he said on his publisher’s blog post:

“My life has been blessed with boats. I’d rather spend my days on a boat than anywhere else, though I don’t always have the chance.  If I took an inventory of the boats in my life, I would see a procession of vessels, some named, others unnamed, some with names I’ve forgotten, cruising past me, no two the same.”

On that same blog post, he tells about close calls like the day on the Sea Hunter, a 35-foot wooden codfishing boat, when they were sideswiped by a steep breaking sea and almost flipped over.  (Whoa, better not share that story with Briggs.)

Moodie works for some high-tech firm now, but when he does have a chance to sail, he is aboard his small catboat, Finn.

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