Boston Whaler 345 Conquest

Introducing " Gone Coastal" a spectacular Boston Whaler 345 Conquest. This boat is an offshore beast dressed like a supermodel.

With her striking steel blue hull-sides and matching blue graphics that glimmer like calm Gulf water at the golden hour. She features Triple white 350 HP L6 Verado engines that sit on the transom, ready to leap into action. Thanks to her joystick piloting, she docks with the grace of a ballet dancer. Yes, even tight marina slips turn into easy wins and boating days without docking anxiety makes everyone happy.

Notable features:

• Triple Mercury 350 L6 Verado engines in white (604 hours)

• Joystick control

• Steel blue hull sides with blue graphics

• Stainless steel anchor and white rub rail

• Underwater lighting that makes evening cruises feel like magic hour

• Electric cockpit sure shade for cool lounging without wrestling canvas

• Cabin Comfort Package with cockpit air conditioning and AC in the cabin

• Plush interior and full galley for overnighting in comfort

• Dual 15" Raymarine color displays with Platinum Plus charting

• 1000 watt transducer paired to a powerful fish finder

• Raymarine radar for big water confidence

• Raymarine black box VHF

• Cockpit Table

Cockpit Mooring Cover & 3 Sided Window Privacy Cover

Kohler 7.5KW Generator

Below decks, the 345 Conquest feels more like a boutique suite than a battle ready fishing platform. Forward berth, convertible dinette, enclosed head, and real storage for real trips. Above deck, she is a saltwater Swiss Army knife. Fish in the morning, sandbar in the afternoon, dinner cruise at sunset. Repeat often.

This Boston Whaler checks all the big boxes. Comfort. Power. Range. Smart electronics. And that unmistakable "unsinkable Whaler" confidence that comes from a boat built to take whatever the sea feels like throwing at you. If you are looking for a vessel that turns heads at the marina and turns miles of coastline into your playground, " Gone Coastal" is ready to lead your next adventure. Hop aboard, hit the throttles, and let the horizon race toward you.