Boathouse

At first glance I must admit this establishment does not impress. I was even tempted, more than tempted actually to walk on past. Yet as I tread away from the House of Boat I was called back by the sound of a lone foghorn blaring in the night. As I turned, at first confused...I could hear whitecaps breaking and the sound of joyous sea shanties emanating from deep within its depths. Driven forward, I felt my hands tremble as I reached for its ancient door handle...leaving caution at the curb I thrust open the door and was immediately met with a gust of cool sea spray. Rubbing my eyes clean of the salty mist I looked around to find myself surrounded by Admirals, Commodores, 1st Mates, Captains, Dread Pirates and able bodied seamen all with parrots and monkeys to boot. These fine gentlemen all toked on pipes of massive proportions and held lovingly in their fists mugs of ale even larger. They danced and sung while they shouted phrases like “Avast ye landlubber!” And “I spy a fine beluga off to starboard!” I thought I would behold no greater sight in all my life. That is until I saw the booty. Booty piled high up to the rafters, booty hidden under couches and inside of cupboards...so much booty that no lover of the sea would ever go wanting. I simply cannot wait until the mighty Poseidon calls me back to that marvelous house once more.

7 years ago

I had an excellent stay at this fine establishment. Very respectful staff with great attention to detail. The all you can eat tuna buffet was exquisite. The place to be on game day if you're looking for a hot sausage. On top of this, they offer guided ski tours where you can hit the slopes.

7 years ago