A rather gloomy start to our voyage to Treasure Island's Clipper Cove. Sail trouble and rough waters forced us to motor our way for most of the hour and a half journey.
The fearless skipper. I'm captain.
The coast guard races by to the rescue while I hopelessly try to flag him down.
A large freighter. We beat it in the race.
That view from the harbor explains the tourist buses in the background. But did we ever manage to dock or did one of us have a "mysterious accident?"