I've said in many prior posts on this blog that I am not a huge fan of being in water. I love to look at it, I love hearing the sounds it makes. I love seeing what it can do to rocks and riverbeds as far as shaping them, but to be in it, whether swimming or in various boats... not my thing.
But here we are!
The bridges that you can see from the 2nd picture from Part I of our Boston time. Now we're under them and getting ready to enter the Charles River. |
Heading down the ramp! The dude in front of us was on his phone the ENTIRE tour... no joke! |
But this little ham n' egger is still smiling. |
A shot of the narrow pass where boats and their tour guides need to coordinate with other heading in or out, on various tours. This shot is quite evident in the last pic on this post of our path. |
What the heck is going on here betwixt the "Codfather" and Calebber???? |
AHHHHH!!! He was being "sworn in" as an official driver of the duck boat tour! |
Time to leave... apparently. |
The man. The myth. The legend! The Codfather. |
The black line in the water is indicative of our path for this part of the tour. |
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