Fredrick%27s Abode

Peering from the depths of technology, over piles of
books speaking of innovation..
Conceiving of the perfection which is our world..
and yet, fearing to leave the reassuring confines of
the society within which he was raised.
Life.. a knowledge of unity, held in concept, yet
elusive in action.
A man trapped in the expectations of society… a
man of the past.

Will peers upon an illuminated
world..
He waits upon the
greater reality which all Know.

A product of handpicked seeds of the Midwest..
Strong roots, but yearning for more saturation.
One can only wonder if the stork knew of the aquatic
nature of its precious burden.
The Funk hybrid is best yielding when hydroponic.

Yet, ideal atmospheric
conditions for full flavor are being tested.


Fredrick’s Abode. A union of two paths. A vessel
leading to Truth. A segue into revelation.
Or so we hope.

As we stand upon the threshold of our journeys, we
realize the benefit of humanity. Not the contrived
humanity of the masses.. but the humanity which is
Human.
Enter couchsurfing. A noble concept stemmed from
innovation, yet resonating of the eternal.
To live as a community without boundaries of
geography.. or culture… or class. To live as a
People.. The People of the Earth.
To this view, we supplant our intent:

Upon our outset, we pose this question: What’s
better than a couch that flies?
Our thought is a couch that floats.
Named Fredrick’s Abode, this Pearson 36’ Cutter,
commissioned in 1982, prepares to carry us upon the
oceans from Kemah, TX to your couch, and beyond.
Equipped with SCUBA tanks and compressor, spear guns
and fishing poles, kites and boards, and of course,
endless tunes; she gazes upon the bay, eager for
departure.

The earth’s gentle breeze (we can hope) shall
dictate her course, and her bountiful beauty shall be
the siren call to travel.

Cuba? Jamaica? Puerto Rico? Where she is blown
only time will tell.. but our suspicion (and our
autopilot) suspect she’ll find herself in beautiful
tropical waters enabling limitless exploration.

We look forward to
welcoming you to our small, lumpy, noisy couch… that
you may truly have the time of your life.
Will and Funk, crew, Fredrick’s Abode.