When my father was at The War College, he decided it was time to buy a Cove
boat. I was 9 yrs old at the time. We lived on the water on Mt Hope Bay in Portsmouth, RI. Well this friggin boat was probably 10' long. He took me and my mother out into Narraganset Bay, way beyond the cove one day and almost killed us when a thunderstorm came up. Went down in family lore.