Kingfisher had a major addition, or replacement, on this day – a new daggerboard. True, I felt nostalgia for the old board of fine mahogany, extensively weathered, cupped, gouged, oyster-impaled, repaired, sanded, and varnished over and over. The new board was of modern, synthetic materials, a gleaming chunk of white symmetry, with a fine, even sharp, … Continue reading Dead End Road