boats and water....
my most fond memories all involve water
..the gurgling streams I used to try and dam as a child, the fast river pools I used to swim in below the moorland, the huge flat 360 deg horizons out in the bay of Biscay on a calm day, and the sheer skill that a slip-streaming albatross shows when exactly matching the pitch and roll of the ship in a South Atlantic gale....... letting the water out of a lock on the grand union canal is the closest I get now!!!

It's better to give the boat it's freedom rather than watch it rot away......