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Clare's excited. - IMG 2848
We make beef bourguignon. - IMG 2491
cutting supplies - IMG 2490
mmm, mmm, mmm. - IMG 2489
Bryan tests the feel of his completed haircut. - IMG 2488
What a wonderful excuse to take pictures of Bryan with his shirt off... - IMG 2486
ear-shaping - IMG 2484
the redneck cut - IMG 2483
work in progress - IMG 2482
Still not great, but at least we get a little red bra action. - IMG 2481
Still not quite. Though this one is good to illustrate that Bryan=yellow, Leslie=pink. - IMG 2480
We struggle for a group "before" shot, but succeed only at making Leslie's head look disembodied. - IMG 2478
Okay, maybe not so crazy. - IMG 2477
Swimming class has destroyed Bryan's hair! And made him crazy! - IMG 5551
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An attempt at communicating the glory of night sailing. Darkness on deck, the nearly full moon high above, and no other lights or sounds except the occaisonal stern light of a boat we're passing or the whistle of an oil rig. - IMG 5536
Another night shot attempt. The wind actually picked up terrifically around nightfall, and we spent most of the rest of the night at near full speed (about 8 mph). - IMG 5538
Julie at the helm. - IMG 5542
A gas/oil pipe in the foreground, and a rig off in the distance. This is what we had to stay up all night watching out for. - IMG 5543
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A bird that miraculously managed to get miles and miles off shore stops for a rest on our boat. He seemed tame but was probably just too exhausted to hop away. - IMG 5549
Look at the ease with which Bryan steers. - IMG 5550
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Noble captain at the helm. - IMG_2238
As the wind dies late in the morning on the second day, we bust out the "whisker pole," a pole to hold out the jib (sail at the front of the boat) perpendicular to the boat and allow us to sail with the light wind at our backs. - IMG_2239
Bryan doing some random sailoring. - IMG_2241
More fun with the whisker pole. - IMG_2242
Doug sailoring. - IMG_2243
Bryan pulls on some lines.