Our neighbor Tyler grew up on the water, and his dad still lives there. James often stops by and offers to take Callum out in the boat and teach him some rowing. This past Sunday we took him up on his offer and I tagged along too.
From the house, you take a marshy channel out to the open river.
The rowboat came along too.
James readies the boat for the rowers.
Sam, a kid who joined us, went out first and got a lesson. Then it was Callum's turn.
Mastering rowing was not as tricky as surviving a hot and constricting life jacket.
Callum only needed help once to steer free of some marsh grass.
We popped Sam in with Callum and towed both boys back to the house before setting out for some sightseeing.
Those giraffes in the distance to the right of the picture above this one are these up close. Off-loading at the container terminal.
Past the naval station.
We met this big guy on our way back home. That black thing coming toward us? The police. Telling us to stay away. This ship was bearing natural gas and the police suggested we keep a wide berth. We were only too happy to comply.
The coast guard also keeping us safe.
Full speed ahead back home.
Back to the marsh.
The dock is waiting.