Cruisers aren't known for their fashion sense. As a group, our sartorial choices are less "haute couture" than "derelicte". But we're out there rocking the hobo chic with good reason. The sun and salt combo is hard on clothing. Lying on top on the engine to tinker with a cranky alternator is even harder. And if you want to wash your clothes? Find yourself a bucket, haul up some saltwater and have at 'er. If you're lucky, you can spare a little fresh water to rinse out your unmentionables. But usually it's bathing suit time until you hit the next laundromat. And that means that clothes suffer.
Take this shirt:
|I can honestly say I got my $7.99 out of this thing.|
That is far from my only grim outfit. Not even close. For example, here I am painting the hull last week:
|Those running shoes predate my kids.|
Let's take a closer look at what is happening in this mess:
Erik has solved the clothing issue by acquiring a lockerful of PPE - that's personal protective equipment for those of you out of the loop. In short, Erik wears navy and orange everything nowadays.
|You can take the boy out of the mine...|
It could happen. Someday you might see me painting antifouling in the tatters of my wedding gown, doing my best Miss Havisham for passers-by. In the meantime, I'll keep my nice things safely packed away, just in case we manage a second date this year.