, My dad called motorboats, "Stink-pots" and "trolly-cars" although almost every boat he owned had a motor to propel it when the wind wasn't cooperating. He once was aboard his Stonington Motor Sailer when a boat blew up with a gas explosion on a nearby dock, killing a couple on board. Dad was careful to have diesel engines on all of his boats from then on.
I was a sailboat fan for much of my life (70 years). When I sold the two Marshall catboats we started going to Maine summers. At first we rented a house we called "The Shack" and then about 15 years ago we bought a small house on the water in South Bristol, Maine. I started chartering small boats, both sail and motor from a clever chap named Mike at Bittersweet Landing Boat Yard. Mike is very knowledgable about boats and life itself. He and his equally capable wife, Charlotte, run a very successful boatyard in South Bristol. Mike grew up in Round Pond, ME and has messed around in boats all of his life. He even helped build boats at Padebco Boat Works in Round Pond.
One day (circa 2001) my granddaughter Sayde and I were motoring around John's Bay in our rented (chartered) motorboat when we stopped by Mike's and asked him, "If I ever decided to buy a motorboat myself, what boats should I look at?" Mike immediately made two suggestions: Pedebco in Round Pond and Pemaquid Marine in New Harbor. Sayde and I headed for Round Pond.
Pedebco was a small boatshop and I chatted with the owner; a old salt Mainer who built fine boats but lacked personality. I told him I was just looking and wanted a boat for the following season. He immediately said, "I'll be glad to build one for ya but you'll have to put a one third down payment right away in order for me to guarantee delivery in 2002. Now we're talking about a $50K boat with outboard motor and I was in the early stages of 'looking and thinking about a motor-boat.' This guy thinks he's got a rich guy he's talking to who was ready to put a $17,000. deposit down on his boat that day. I turned to Sayde and said, "Let's go see John at Pemaquid Marine."
John Stolecki founded Pemaquid Marine sometime in the late 90s. Growing up in Connecticut, he decided that instead of going to college, he'd to go to work at the Great Northern Paper Company in Maine—as a lumber-jack. Great Northern was once the biggest lumber company in Maine, if not in the entire USA. John and a friend started cutting down trees and hauling them to Moosehead Lake where they were floated to Millinocket, Maine to be made into paper. John started whittling small canoes with a jack-knife in his spare time in the logging cabins where he lived. From small model canoes John advanced to building full sized canoes and started his interest in the boat-building business. When the American Can Company bought Great Northern John was promoted to a supervisor but he'd met a woman who told him she wanted to teach and was interested in a position in Wiscasset, Maine on the coast. John agreed to drive down there with her and fell in love with her and the Maine Coast—especially when she was offered the teaching job.They looked around the Mid-Coast area for a place to live.
Somewhere along the way, a yacht designer-builder named Charles Pingree from North Haven, Maine heard about John. Charles had been building his Bank's Cove 22 foot boat with outboard engines since 1968. He was getting tired of building these boats himself in North Haven and asked John if he'd be interested in building a boat for a New Bedford, MA customer. John agreed to do so, and under the supervision of Mr. Pingree, John built a fine boat and started the Pemaquid Marine Company.
Sayde and I pulled into the boatyard of Pemaquid and met John. He had a pony-tail down his back and took us on a tour of his small boatyard, showing us two Banks Cove 22 footers under construction. What a beautiful boat. Designed as a lobster-style boat with a cover over the cockpit and a cabin, I knew immediately that Pat would like this one better than the Padebco model as she has sensitive skin and has to stay out of the sun. John said, "How would you like to go for a short cruise on a model just like the ones I'm building?" Since we weren't far from the Shack, shack, where Pat was working on repairing dolls, Sayde and I were delighted to take a ride with John. We cruised over to the dock in McFarland's Cove infront of the shack and I walked up to our rented house, asking Pat if she'd like to go for a ride on a boat. She said yes, not realizing the boat I was talking about was right in front of our house. She liked the boat immediately and I was really interested but we hadn't talked yet about finances.
We dropped Pat off at the McFarland's Cove dock and headed back to Pemaquid Harbor, where John's boat was moored. We walked back to his small office and John said, "If you like my boat, just give me a $3,000. deposit and I'll start construction in January so I can deliver your boat to you on June 1, 2002. I won't cash your deposit check until after January 1st. so if you change your mind, I'll just rip the check up and we'll cancel our deal."
What an offer! I wrote John a check that very day. The Banks Cove 22 was just what I was looking for and I had great confidence in John and his small company. He did, indeed, build my boat and delivered my 'Pat Pat' on June 1, 2002. Yes, I'd decided to name my first motorboat 'Pat Pat' as she helped me buy it with some of her savings.
I owned this super boat for almost ten years and it turned out just as fine a boat that I first thought it would be. I had a 130 HP Honda outboard which enabled us to cruise at more than 30 mph. We cruised all over Mid-Coast Mainefrom Pemaquid Point to Monhegan Island to Boothbay Harbor to Sheepscot Bay—all day sails.
One day in Spetember 2010, after John Stolecki had sold Pemaquid Marine, the new owner, Terry, called me to ask if I'd take a potential customer for their Banks Cove 22 out for a drive. Always ready to go out, I readily agreed. Two couples showed up and we cruised through the Gut and up into McFarland's Cove and John's Bay. The wife of the man who was interested in buying a boat was named Pat. As we were cruising along, Pat wandered up to where I was explaining to her husband something about the boat and she said, "Honey, when are you going to ask Hank if he'd like to sell us his boat?" I countered that I really had no interest in selling my Pat Pat and I was sure that Terry at Pemaquid Marine would be delighted to have a brand new model ready for them the next summer. As they left Gamage Shipyard, where I kept my Pat Pat, he waited until his wife had walked away and said to me quietly, "Hank, we really do want to by your boat. We saw you two years ago taking a nap on your boat in Boothbay Harbor and Pat fell in love with your boat. You have kept it in such great shape. We need a boat as we live on Peak's Island off Portland and are tired of waiting for the taxi-boat to get to the mainland. If you decide to change your mind about selling please try to do it within the next week—we're going to definitely buy a boat and your Pat Pat is our first choice.
Oh boy—what do I do? I'd really fallen in like with my boat but, on the other hand, I'd had it almost ten years and had over 500 hours on the motor. Although I'd never had any problems with her I figured it was time to see what I could sell her for and this seemed like a good opportunity to test the waters. I called Terry and told him since he'd hoped to sell them a new boat I ws hesitant asking him help me establich a price for my second-hand model. I also told him it was only fair that I pay him a sales commission if they did buy my boat. Terry was very helpful. We established a price that I could live with. I called the H___________ and they said, "Sold!" They also agreed to let me use my boat for the balance of the season and the next summer they wrote me telling that they'd put a new outboard on her, keep the name, and loved my boat.
The next summer I decided to go without a boat, saving money and seeing if I really wanted my own boat in Maine or could get along with chartering. It was a long summer and since motor-boating is what I do Down East, I missed having a boat. That fall I started looking around with my friend, Ken Longe of Walpole, Maine. Ken and I were roommates at Tabor Academy years ago and he lived just up the road from us with his wife, Jane. They were boaters and Ken was an expert boatsman. He'd been an active sailor at Tabor and continiued his interest living on the Maine coast. We visited various boatyards and I really didn't see any one that interested me. Pat and I returned to South Carolina and I had an idea. Years ago, when we were living in Pickens, SC, I had bought a 12 foot sailboat called a Dyer Dhow. This was a neat boat to sail on the lakes in this area and I thought I might like to get back to sailing and buy one of these Dyers. I called the Dyer Company in Warren, Rhode Island and talked with them. Their records showed they'd sold a Dhow to a H. Morgan Haskell in Pickens, SC in 1968. We chatted awhile as I knew they also built a 29 and 40 foot motorboat but they were far too expensive for me. I asked them why they didn't have a model around 20 feet and the woman I was talking to said, "We do have our 16 foot Glamour Girl." I asked her to drop a brochure in the mail to me, although I despised the name of that model. I studied their brochure and bought one.
I enjoyed this boat but noone else in my family liked it. Powered by a Yanmar diesel engine (27 HP) I remember the summer my late brother, Peter, visited me for a couple of weeks. This boat was just perfect for the two of us but since it was completely open to the fresh air, and sun, it really wasn't satisfactory for our family—and Pat just didn't like it at all. After a couple of years, I knew I must look around for another boat—perhaps more like our Pat Pat. Since the price of these Banks Cove 22s had appreciated to close to $100,000. I knew these were out of my price-range. I think it was Ken Longe who suggested I look into the Eastern boat line, and I did. After talking with the owner in New Hampshire, telling him I was interested for use in Maine, he suggested I call Steve at the Yormouth Boat Works in Yarmouth, Maine.
I bought a new Eastern 22 LobsterFisherman from Steve after he agreed to take my Dyer Glamour Girl in as a trade.on his boat that was last year's model, but brand new. I decided to name my new Eastern MORGAN after my great great grandfather, Charles W. Morgan. Grandpa Morgan was at one time (circa 1840s) the owner of 21 whaling ships out of New Bedford, Massachusetts. The Charles W. Morgan, last whaling ship to sail the waters was recently rebuilt at the Mystic Seaport in Connecticut.