Silk to Sailing

 

The Bay water was a ribbon silk.

It was like moving through silky chocolate.

This unfortunately required a motor.

This was the view out our back window.

 A bit of NJ rustic at our stop.

I think of Baydog when I see places like this.
There must be many stories.

Who knew?  Can you even get to this by car?

Down the dock

A great group of men!

And away we go . . . 

Beside us . . .

It was nothing more than a day heading up

to Martell's for lunch and sailing back home.

It turned into a very memorable and

wonderful day spent with many friends.