Boat/Yacht Charter Insurance

I felt the sickening crunch of fiberglass hitting coral before the boat abruptly stopped, throwing everyone to the deck. We […]

I hauled my boat for bottom paint. The hull looked like it had the pox—thousands of tiny blisters. The yard

I bought my boat for $150,000 during the COVID boom. In 2026, the market corrected, and it’s only worth $90,000.

I paid my college neighbor $200 to help me wash and wax the yacht, and maybe handle lines during a

I took my center console from Miami to Bimini (50 miles). Halfway there, I hit a submerged container and cracked

I woke up and my driveway was empty. My Ford F-150 was there, but my 22-foot Bayliner and its trailer

Lightning hit my VHF antenna. It traveled down the wires and fried my Garmin chartplotters, radar, autopilot, and engine ECU.

I changed my own oil and spilled a quart into the bilge. I thought I wiped it up. The next

I arrived at the marina to find my 30-foot center console underwater—only the T-top was visible. A seacock had failed.

Hurricane Delta (Category 3) was tracking straight for my marina in Florida. The Dockmaster sent an urgent email: “Mandatory Evacuation.