The Story of Boats, Bow Ties & Freedom


Picture this. You wake up, early enough that the heat of the summer hasn’t yet taken away the cool morning air that fills your home, especially as you open the door to the second story porch. You survey the sky- all is clear but a few clouds in the distance. The street around you is calm and peaceful- all that can be heard is the faint hum of a lawn mower in the distance, and the lazy panting of the neighbor’s dog, barely visible through their fenced in yard. It couldn’t be a more peaceful start to the day, and you know it will only get better.

You receive a call from one of your closest friends, while having an essential cup of coffee on the balcony. They know a friend of a friend who wants to get a group together to make the most of this perfect American summer day. And what makes it so American? They have a boat, of course. Ripe for the taking, and ready to be taken out for a day on the water. It’s a no-brainer to say yes immediately, of course. This is exactly why you chose to move to Charleston, South Carolina, land of the harbor, the high-class, and the ultimate southern American lifestyle.

You’ll be picked up right outside your house in a half hour- can’t waste the day, and the perfect sailing weather. You head back inside to get ready, and it’s a given that you throw on your new United Tees Boats, Bowties, and Freedom tank over your bathing suit, paired with a baseball cap. It’s perfectly appropriate for a day at sea, and you know you’ll stay cool and comfortable.

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A red Jeep Wrangler pulls up into your drive right on time. As you climb in the back, there are a couple faces you recognize, but a couple that are unfamiliar. You aren’t worried-you know you’ll all be friends by the end of this adventure. As you pull up to the dock at the harbor where this elusive friend of a friend’s boat is waiting, you’re filled with excited anticipation- the boats that are kept at this particular area are bigger and nicer than anything you’ve ever encountered.


With coolers and koozies at hand, you follow the group to- of course- the very biggest and most impressive boat of them all. You’re greeted by a handsome, youthful guy at the bow, waving at you with one hand, a Bud Light in the other. You read the name of the boat off the side- Freedom Rider, it’s called. Perfect.

The rest of the day flies by in a blur of expert sailing, a perfect breeze, and plenty of good ol’ American beer to go around. At one point you stand alone at the side, surveying the amazing view of the city from afar, with Luke Bryan playing faintly from the other end of the boat. You can’t imagine how this day, or your summer, can get any better than this.


Just as you have that thought, the owner of the boat comes up and throws his arm around you, letting you know that this day in paradise won’t be quite over just yet. He knows of a party being thrown that evening in a house on the Battery, overlooking the very water you’re sailing in. It’s going to be filled with the upper-class of Charleston, he warns you, and you all have to get back right away so you have time to get dressed in your very best attire. Are you interested?


Of course.


After pulling the boat back into the marina and docking it, you all run back to the car, wanting plenty of time to get ready and prepared for what’s promised to be one of the biggest parties of the summer. After making sure every hair is in place and every dress and suit are left unwrinkled, you are all ready to go just in time for the cab to pick you up- not quite a limo, but close enough for you.


As you enter the party, immediately you are blinded by the brightness and glitter of the outfits of the immaculately dressed socialites, paired perfectly with their dates’ flawless smiles. There are men in bowties and seersucker galore, and you feel that you couldn’t create a more stunning southern American display if you tried. You are immediately handed a glass of champagne, and whisked away to the third story, where you are promised the most amazing view of the harbor available in the entire city.

You aren’t even slightly disappointed. As you stand with a crowd of your new friends of southern royalty, you soak in the view of the harbor, somehow looking even more brilliant than it had earlier that day. As you admire the view, suddenly you see fireworks go off in the distance, coming from across the water  Though you know that there is no major holiday to be celebrated, the fireworks somehow make perfect sense. Every day in this city is a day to be celebrated, and what’s a better American way to do so than with fireworks? 

 

You know you’re going to need at least a few days to process how incredible this summer day has been for you. You've truly lived the American dream- complete with boats, bow ties, and freedom.


82 comments


  • Brittany

    My perfect summer day would be hanging out with my guy and family at the lake and fishing or swimming and boating and just being outside and enjoying this amazing country we live in!


  • Parker Thompson

    My perfect summer day would be woken up by the calm waves and strong winds of Hilton Head South Carolina. I would after eat my man-made American breakfast and then takeover the beach. I would get there in my topless and doorless black jeep not worrying about a thing. I would enjoy sitting down reading a book with my cousin also having a cooler full of cold ones. I would just enjoy the whole day from when the sun rises until it falls.??
    @pthom3


  • Traci

    The perfect summer day would be waking up around 11 am, putting my hair up and bikini on. Pulling up the drive is a wrangler with the top down. All my friends pile in and we blare country music while making our way to Taco Bell for some lunch. We drive out to the middle of nowhere with a lake and lots of land. We’re out on the lake until the sun goes down, then we all sit around a bonfire playing music and talking until the sun comes up. And we start all over til the weekend ends! @tracelynsmith


  • Nick

    The perfect summer day would be waking up in a beautiful lake house while the sun is rising. After breakfast, my friends and I go down to the dock and on my elegant boat. When we are on the water we see that the water looks like glass (perfect skiing water). We go skiing until we can’t ski anymore. Its about lunchtime and we go into a cove (Party Cove) with tons of people, BBQ, drinks, and music. Once we have eaten too much we bring the boat back into the dock. Then we take a nap in hammocks on the back porch for an hour. When we feel refreshed we break out the wave runners and have a blast. We race, jump waves, and just ride. Once the sun is about to set, we bring in the wave runners and start cooking dinner. We eat on the back porch and watch the sunset. Once it is dark we start a fire and make smores, drink, and listen to music. The whole day my friends and my girl are by my side having a blast. When we are finally tired out of our minds, we slip back into the house and fall asleep, awaiting for the same spectacular day tomorrow.


  • Brian

    My ideal summer day would be hanging out at the beach with my best buds, listening to some quality music and just relaxing, letting time go by without any worries.


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