I already have one of these buckets at home. They are tough black plastic, very durable, very strong. The reason this one is on my bucket list is because of the one I lost back in about 1988. Summer of ’87 I learned how to sail and took to it like a duck to water. The following year I jumped on any boat that would have me.
I think this bucket was on Tom Colliers boat, a steel 50 foot sloop. We sailed her from Kinsale to Baltimore and arrived for the Baltimore Regatta. So that gives me an exact weekend, the August Bank Holiday.
There was a rope tied to the bucket handle, finished off with a beautiful monkeys paw. Not the hand of a tree dwelling simian. The rope one (see below).
So I, in my naivety, thought I could dip for a bucket of water from a cruising yacht simply by slinging over the bucket and holding onto the rope. The bucket hit the sea, the bucket filled. Bye bye bucket.
When we got to Baltimore I toddled up to the chandlers and purchased a replacement for the boat. The damage to my wallet was minor in comparison to the damage done to my ego. Lesson learned. When you throw things into the sea off a yacht you must tie them on if you ever want them back.
So this bucket is on my bucket list, not as something i want to do, but as a memory of a good lesson learned.