Word Avoidance

I took the ferry to Bremerton on early Saturday, and it reminded me of just how much I love being in a boat when there’s thick fog about.
When we left Seattle, it was nice and sunny, and I anticipated an excellent day of shooting. But alas, that was not to be. After about halfway into the voyage, we hit the fog. Again, it’s transfixing to just stand on the bow of a ferry where you can’t see more than 40 feet ahead, and you’re in this twilight like mist. The only noise being the rhythmic throbbing of the marine diesels and the foghorn. It’s simply amazing–there were probably 10 people just standing there looking. Awesome…
For you ferry buffs out there, I took the Chelan both ways (pulled off the San Juan run) and we docked at slip 2 in Bremerton and Seattle. The first time I’ve been in either.
Yeah, I’m avoiding work…