Derek, Chris and Andrew sail the very first Scruffie 16 in 1990
Derek Ellard reflects . . .
Life in our miniscule part of the universe is subject to linear time and punctuated by an infinite number of significant events, some clearly signposted, others as a result of the toss of a coin. Particle physics or fascinating multiverse theories aside, it’s what we live with.
Some of our life chapters start with an explosive fanfare of fate, some creep up on us in the shadows. It is how we react that is important, we can wallow in a self-indulgent funk or we can stride forward with confidence.
Scruffie Marine started after a perfect storm of multi-adversity but our 25th Anniversary this month is founded on unwavering persistence, hard work and unshakable confidence – we chose to stride. Our first boat slipped off a makeshift trailer into the water on Easter Saturday 1990 and now, 327 boats later, we’re still here.
The name Scruffie was chosen by a Courier-Mail journalist who asked “well what kind of boat is it, then?”
“It’s a simple no frills knockabout family sailing boat you can build from a kit” I replied, then adding something like “a boat that doesn’t stand on ceremony.”
“A bit scruffy, then?”
“OK, a scruffy boat then” he said as he scribbled away on a dog-eared notebook. Later I spelt it with an “ie” to make it, well, less scruffy . . . . We’ve often thought of changing it – the joke quickly wore thin but re-branding is a costly exercise and you’d have to re-brand the designer too – something he wouldn’t take kindly to. Besides, the customers just won’t have it. Read more soon on the blog.