Hello people, just thought I'd share my cringeworthy tale of ignorance and woe... After months of searching we'd finally put an offer on a boat at a marina and organised a survey. I'd expected a few things to need doing and maybe a bit of overplating as it's an old boat, but a survey dated three years ago had said that the hull was in very good condition for its age, so I was gingerly hopeful.
Yesterday we went down to meet the surveyor as he worked and he apologetically reeled off a list of doom-laden discoveries- the hull was as battered and bashed as a boxer's nose as the boat turned out to be ex-hire, which I didn't know. (I hadn't asked.) He pointed out the dents where he'd hit the steel with a hammer, and the whole hull was in a terrible state and would need completely replating. The propellor shaft was like a loose tooth, there was a lot of water in the cabin bilges and, in short, I'd picked the worst lemon of the lot. The fellow reckoned that with a few months' work, spending around £10 000, the boat might be worth what we'd offered.
With hindsight, I wish I had grilled the marina staff a bit more about the boat's history, though I'm annoyed they didn't volunteer the fact that it was a hire boat. Naive or what? The survey they showed me was a bit optimistic- the surveyor said yesterday that a lot of the problems would have been well evident three years ago. I must admit, I put a lot of trust in the fact that the boat was being sold through a big, well-known marina, as surely they'd be better than me at spotting if a boat was a complete sh*tter. (And if you saw the price they'd originally put on the thing, you'd be forgiven for thinking it ought not to be one...)
I feel like a complete plonker. If I could, I'd put a wee crying yellow face here, but I don't know how...
Apologies for the giant whinge but I definitely feel a bit better now!