At the end of summer we de-named and re-named our boat.
It was a ceremony full of pomp and circumstance and booze.
After we had the repair work done to the transom, and had the boat painted, all vestiges of the old name were gone so we had been a nameless hulk for a couple of months. A boat without a name is just a derelict, not a true boat. I have read that boats are so personal and full of life that they are the only things (besides people and fancy-pants houses in the Hampton’s) that have proper names.
There are many options online if one wants to de-name (for once a boat is named it keeps that name until the proper ceremony is performed) and re-name your boat.
We used this one. It is a little silly and a little irreverent and a bit goofy, just like us. We couldn’t see ourselves taking all this too seriously though we wanted to hedge our bets and keep Neptune/Poseidon on our good side. It just basically turned into a big party, which is what we wanted anyway.
A few weeks earlier we had picked out the font we liked from this company and made sure that the size and lettering complied with USCG regulations for a licensed vessel (which we are). It arrived quickly and, the morning of the ceremony, we applied it to our transom. It was easy and without fuss, just the way we like things.
Then we covered up the name to be revealed after we had officially named the boat (we didn’t want to tempt the gods by putting the new name on it before the old one was “officially” gone).
I think everyone had a good time.
Our neighbor played the ukelele (which was a spontaneous and marvelous addition to our party) in between the de-naming and renaming.
People we hadn’t seen for ages showed up and looked around at our new life.
Even the cats dressed up!
It was a good time.