Okay, so we didn’t actually participate, but we were
involved in our own small way. Our role, or more precisely, Mr Mac’s role, was as a turning point
for the local racing boats. I swear they were vying to see who could get
closest without actually hitting us. It was a little nerve-wracking when we’d
see them coming back around, but it did give us nice close-up views of the
interesting boats and the gorgeous
sails, and the guys were nice, calling out to us as they went by.
At least they missed you, unlike our local amateur shrimpers who seem to think that boats float within the perimeter of their hulls and no anchor lines extending. They foul them routinely with cut lines and boats adrift common.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful boats. And you got to see them up close.
These are the coolest pics! How wild to be right in the middle of it.
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