Photos by myself and Laura Dodd from the Morgan's
Companie invite-only annual boating event. |
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My little diesel wagon pulled the dory skiff just
fine, here stopped for food in Eureka. |
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Sailing the dory skiff over to the camp through
the seafog. |
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Ace and I sailed over to help collect the
womenfolk. |
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Me at the helm. |
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Laura's photo sailing up to the camp point. |
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Laura's photo of the cove's beach. |
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Ed Frey's camp on the cove. |
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Since this event has been guys-only for a decade, the girls really got into their new masculine roles |
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The cove got quite crowded with boats as more
folks showed up. |
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Boats in the cove. |
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View from camp. |
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Saturday morning we found the first clue in the Treasure Hunt. |
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Treasure Hunt boats pulling up at the first clue location. |
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Ace and I search the shore. |
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Rauri finds the next clue and the flotilla sets off down the lagoon. |
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Tortuga and the Jolly Boat race to the drowned tree. |
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Michael finds the clue. |
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Cap'n Morgan is a tricksey fellow! |
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The next clue sends us off to the Sunken Lands. |
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John & Pia in the Torguga race upwind. |
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The Sunken Lands held the final clue to where we searched on the sandbar. |
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Harvey, Holly and Tom at the sandbar. |
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Tony rowing up to the sandbar in the Piccup Pram. |
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Jolly Boat rowing up. |
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Boats on the sandbar as we head south looking for clues. |
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Kristin finds the clue. |
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Beneath the Bones - Yarr!. |
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Trrrr-easure. |
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Rrrr-um! |
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Swords and Rum! |
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Sirens Forever! |
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Sirens Forever! |
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Me with my fearsome plastic sword. |
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Laura took this great shot of a block in the pram on the way back from the Treasure Hunt. |
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Ace, Rauri and me in the Lord Chamberlain. |
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Brian rowing into the cove. |
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Ken and his lovely dinghy in the cove. |
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Tortuga sailing back into the cove. |
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Tony and Laura back in the cove. |
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Back in the cove. |
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The ladies show off their damp posteriors. |
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Back in camp Mike shows us how to light a campfire. |
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Some of the tents are quite nice. |
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The Tavern Tent awaits. |
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Relaxing in camp. |
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Mealtime. |
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A strange sailing dory sails into the cove - who can it be? |
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It is a friend of mine from the Wooden Boat Forum. His Swampscott dory is a thing of beauty. |
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Harv lowers the colours. |
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We reluctantly pack out on Sunday. Ace check the sails as Harvey rows towards the launching area in his skiff. |
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Ken rowing Holly back. |
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Kristin and Tony. |