Rosi is the name of one of my boats. She was my first boat. Most people would look at her, and say; "Nice row boat!" But she was very special. And I discovered that if you put a big enough motor on a row boat, it becomes a jet ski, that can haul a weekend's worth of supplies to just about anywhere you want to go. As long as it's not too far away. Over the 10 years I first had her, I kind of ruined her. As I mentioned, I'd never had a boat before, much less a wooden one. And she was kind of old, made 15 years before I was born, in a harbor town called Aberdeen, on the shore of the Wishkah river. So I spent 3 years fixing her. When complete, she was probably in better shape than when brand new. Plywood was kind of a new invention back then. And the compounds they'd originally used to seal her with, had kind of shriveled up into crusty useless stuff. Anyways, this is the story of her eventual destruction. Here's a picture: Hopefully, I'll add details later, as it always seemed to me to be a really interesting hydro-dynamics problem. And for sophiecentaur: ummmmm....., no.