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At the docks somewhere in Richmond. I think the boat
was a 35-foot boat. We were putting on the lifesaver things, but
we decided later that it wasn't needed since we can all swim. |
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A view from the base of the mast towards the stern of the
boat. Aunt Cindy, her friend and Dad. |
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Chilling in the stern, my 'Big' Aunt and Aunt Cindy and
Mags is looking cool on the rails. |
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The trip was started fairly cloudy. Chubbs is
steering and Mags is just messing around. |
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Mags and Chubbs switched turns. With girls driving the
boat, the boys got seasick and couldn't stand it, since the girls can't
steer and took us through all these waves. |
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My seasick brother, David. The cure for seasickness
is to sleep it off. |
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That's me trying not to hurl, so I sleep. You know,
being seasick is kinda like being carsick. If you're driving, you
don't get sick, but if you're a passenger, you get fucked up by whoever
is driving. |
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Lunch on the boat consists of sandwiches, chips, chips,
and more chips. Jon didn't seem to mind! |
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Felt a little better, so I was able to take pictures again
of Jon, Dave and Mags playing with the boat. |
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We went hiking on Angel Island, but we kinda got lost a
little bit, so we ended up walking around the entire island. |
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Sleeping on the boat. My cousins were stashed
somewhere in what appears to be extra storage space. |
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His sleeping corner in the boat. This was before the
fool started to work out. |
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