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and what was in those ships all three

December 13, 2011

Every year that we go to the boat parade, the weather is different. One year is was raining a little, one year it was raining a lot; one year there was fog. This year, there was a lucky break between major windstorms. When I was running back up Lone Tree Way, the wind had pretty much stopped, but when we got down to the water, there was still quite a bit. Nothing in its way down there, I guess.

This year we watched from the end of Second Street. We thought about going down to the pier, but we didn’t– and of course this time the boats ended up right next to the pier when they turned around. Still, Second Street is a really nice vantage point.

I’ll go with one picture, instead of trying to string them together, like I did last year:

The organization was a little weak. The boats were really far apart, and not in a very straight line. Several minutes after it started, a little official-looking boat came racing past all the others– it was the lead boat! I guess he was late; he was zooming up to the front of the line. I think the raggedness and spacing had to do with the wind, however. Some of the smaller ones were bobbing up and down so much their lights looked about one inch from the water.

You know what’s in this year? Blue LEDs. There was way less red and green, and a lot more blue and white and purple. It wasn’t quite so festive, but very wintry and lovely.

The guy next to us was on his cell phone. “Oh, I’ll be home in ten minutes. There’s only a few boats– hardly anything at all; it’s practically over.” He was BADMOUTHING the boat parade. I didn’t kick him over the rail, but I wanted to.

I don’t know what his problem was. What was he expecting, the U.S. Navy? I’ve seen more boats sometimes, like in the Oakland Estuary, but this is not a city harbor. Those parades are very pretty, but no urban setting can compare with the shining boats on the beautiful darkness of our river.

And I don’t know how long he was planning to stand out in the freezing wind, but I have strict limits. It lasted just long enough to create another irreplaceable Christmas memory. Next year you should go.

2 Comments leave one →
  1. December 21, 2011 6:38 PM

    ‘shining boats on the beautiful darkness of our river.’

    …..I could sense the lovely quaintness of it….:-)

    • E. A. Peregrine permalink
      December 23, 2011 9:47 AM

      You wouldn’t think darkness would be at a premium, would you? But down there, you can kind of remember what it was like, before everything turned into strip malls and gas stations.

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