The christening happened at 9:20 AM.  We were there at the crack of dawn to see them raise the boom, then the mast.  Following that, the huge lift motored into place and hauled her to the harbor and splashed her in. We did not waste a bottle of champagne as that would be alcohol abuse.  Instead we went to our favorite wine store later that morning and ordered 5 cases of French wine to haul back to the Caribbean.











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  1. SusanDecember 14, 2017 at 8:17 AM

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  2. SusanDecember 14, 2017 at 8:23 AM

    Congratulations!!!! You both look so happy in all your pictures! The boat looks amazing!! Have fun getting acquainted with it!

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