Our little ship is not yet christened for we have not yet found a suitable virginous female for the ceremonies. Someone suggested Hooters across the street; then we had a great big laugh.
Boat christening is serious business, someone asked me if I was prepared for it?””I think so, “I even made appetizers for it and the taco truck guy is catering the event with plenty of asada tacos and chips and guacamole. “I don’t mean that, my friend Mark said. “I mean, are you prepared spiritually?”
“Oh, sure,”i said, “I’ve got a keg of beer and a case of rum coming as well.”
Christening ceremonies are meant to bring good luck to any ship destined for a long voyage. Christening a new ship goes back to the early days of sailing. In the early Christening days the vikings spilled blood; we will do the same, only it may just be fish blood, unless some crew member volunteers.
In the Middle Ages, religious shrines were on the ship and a libation of wine was offered as the vessel hit the water as a substitute for the earlier blood sacrifice.
The wine was poured on the deck to appease King Neptune for good luck and a safe voyage.
The current tradition throughout the world has been that women christen ships, but it has not always been this way. Early ceremony’s were performed by either officials or local religious men.
The traditional christening ceremony includes the smashing of a champagne bottle across the ship’s bow. The marina may not like glass in its waters so we will forego smashing anything.
And Saying something like: I name this ship the Western Flyer and may she bring fair winds and good fortune to all who crew, ship or ride on her and may God bless her and all who sail in her.”
“She found out that having something to do prevented you from feeling seasick, and that even a job like scrubbing the deck, brightwork , dishesbor cooking something could be satisfying, if it was done in a seamanlike way.
She was very taken with this notion, and later on she folded the blankets on her bunk in a seamanlike way, and put her possessions in the closet in a seamanlike way, and used ‘stow’ instead of ‘tidy’ for the process of doing so.
After two days at sea, (Patti) decided that this was the life for her.”
― Philip Pullman, The Golden Compass