Friday, August 9, 2013

terror on the high seas

figured I'd ride out of town and find a spot to camp near the bay

I found a spot I thought was really neat, set up the tent, and started reading

I notice that the tide is starting to come in......
two hours earlier it was 150 feet farther back

would you trust this rope?
1am, the mighty moon is out, but I'm now floating in the bay

a big thumbs down, do I jump for it, or ride it out?
this was my lifeline and luckily it held
the tide had gone back out....

the dock was totally repositioned over night. despite my fears, I did get a little shuteye
packed up and rode past the fake falls and into town

a new day was dawning
ohhhh the memories !

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