
I think these two were trying to get wet.
This be Ayala Cove on Angel Island where we spent the night. A couple of scurvy rats row to shore in the dingy to pay the park fee. (We're honest pirates).
During the night a thick fog rolled in. Around midnight a large vessel sailed right by us and blared his fog horn about every 20 seconds. After he left, we slept great. I'm rowing Andrea to shore so we can go use the facilities and walk on the beach. (Scurvy land lovers!)
After the fog started to lift we set a course for the Golden Gate Bridge. While in route we saw sea lions, pelicans, geese, and dolphins. We heard of a grey whale sighting in the Bay over the radio, but we never saw the whale.
On the first night, just the boys camped out on the boat, the second night we be joined by yon fair maidens. Ahhhhh a pirates life for me. YARRRRRRR!