When you live on an island, there have to be boats. Sometimes you see an old schooner shipwrecked offshore. Sometimes the natives use canoes to travel back and forth to the neighboring islands to hunt or fish or walk their dogs. And, occasionally, some rich, fashionable, European lady shows up in a windjammer.
Diddi took us for a ride in her new boat. It was a fun trip for all. We got to tour the island coast in style. (No dropping beach balls this time, I swear. OK, maybe one.)
The wind blowing through Blu’s hair as she takes her place at the yardarm.
I wish I had more pictures of the day. We got kinda hung up at the sim crossing near the end of the trip, and I didn’t get a whole lot of good shots.
Diddi safely back on shore. Thanks for the ride!
You are most welcome, Ebi. Next time, I’ll be looking for a Viking-ship – so that I can live my true nature and heritage – a hotheaded, plundering Norwegian 😉