There's a puppy sleeping in my lap, so I'll just make a silly blog post.

I'm about 1/8 through this. It's remarkable that I've spent my life wedged between 2 rivers and know as little as I do.

Yesterday’s trip was somewhat less than a 3-hour tour aboard the Minnow. The boat’s name was Delight, but I still enjoyed filling the general Gilligan role. The role of Ginger was played by the Skipper’s ex, a trio of children variously took the part of Mary Anne, I suppose the ex’s employer would have to have been the Howells, and several employees more or less covered the Professor. Yeah, that was a stretch. Especially since the torrential downpour held off until we’d been safely back to shore for a couple hours.

This ride was arranged by the aforementioned ex, as a day's entertainment for her company, and the boat belongs to a friend of Allen's--the guy who launches his crab boat from Cypress Marine, then steams and sells them from his truck on site.

From the Delight, looking back toward the Marina. I'd gotten a quick tutorial on which lines to undo, and in what order before we set sail.

There were some pretty darn cute kids aboard. These two had a few things to tell me about Dora and Diego.

It's worth noting that when the water got choppy, whoever was driving got dripped on by water that had pooled in this fixture. 

Captain Allen gives the very cute inquisitive kid a landmark to aim for, while occasionally grabbing the wheel to compensate for the kid's tendency to turn it 180º when a subtle directional adjustment was called for.

No kid, you don't get to drive us under the Bay Bridge and turn around. I do. I pretend to know what I'm doing by driving and shooting pictures at the same time.

Under the Bridge is a nice point of view, and no one takes $6 from you, or reads your EZ-Pass transponder.