A calm start to a late afternoon picnic boat ride to Fort Point State Park turned a bit choppy on our return to Belfast.
Raymond, who was comfortably lounging up front on his boat bed, was the recipient of some bow spray as we rounded the tip of Sears Island. Not appreciative of this treatment he was forced to endure, pathetically started to stare at us through the windshield and the relative protection that it was providing.
…Some days it hard to be you Ray…
But soon we were out of the rough stuff and enjoying the rest of the homeward leg back to the boat launch.
…Life is good, eh Ray?
Photographs by Pat Bailey Webber