Sunday, March 1, 2009

More Salty Dogs

Joel in full motion: trimming the main sheet, navigating a new course, and analyzing cloud formations to forecast the weather. Couldn't sail without him....... No stinking lite-beer here!
John: "You see this, George? They call this a depth gauge. Yes, it's rocket science."

Aaaarggh! Where's the booty? "We could take that freighter."

Jeff, aka Ancient Mariner, has a premonition while in Knapp's Narrows. Why was he the only one wearing a life-vest?

Paul, the fisherman from Gloucester, mans the helm. "What Gale?"



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