Meh, last time I checked, I'm no sailor...especially with the dry-docked-in-my-friend's-driveway Aluminum Bastard as my vessel of choice.
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Still no fishing to be had. The joys of night shifts.
10 June 2012
Bipolar
That whole sunset-sunrise thing that happens in the span of 35 minutes here in Alaska confuses the hell out of me: I know not whether to take warning, or feel delight.
Meh, last time I checked, I'm no sailor...especially with the dry-docked-in-my-friend's-driveway Aluminum Bastard as my vessel of choice.
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Still no fishing to be had. The joys of night shifts.
Meh, last time I checked, I'm no sailor...especially with the dry-docked-in-my-friend's-driveway Aluminum Bastard as my vessel of choice.
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Still no fishing to be had. The joys of night shifts.
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Beautiful photo Mat...now get out and fish!
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