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?"
No comments:
Post a Comment