Circum-navigating, in my Minds Eye…Part II

(a continuing adventure, if you like I will continue, if not…?)

Into San Francisco port we cruise,

A place of my desire, I did chose,

A beautiful city with hills so high,

Could stay here forever, not to be, why?

First night we anchored out,

Just off the main channel,

View of the bridge and city at night,

The bridge so beautiful, especially with the lights,

Thinking of all the TV shows we saw on channels…

Nash Bridges comes to mind, that Cuda’ crossing,

The Golden Gate zipping back & forth over the lines,

Streets of San Francisco, an older show, sure,

Karl Malden, the one with the big nose…

Our first day in port, we found a small marina,

Run by a surly guy and his wonderful wife,

The Stratton’s Place it was called,

Bill & Eileen, our hosts for the week,

They loaned us their truck, to go get supplies,

They loaned us a smaller boat to cruise the coast,

To discover what it is that they love the most,

About their San Francisco, city of ghosts…

But like always, we have to leave eventually,

Rufuz always dragging out that last minute walk,

On the grass and all the leaves,

Back under the bridge we did go,

Pictures after pictures we took as we went slow…

Out into the bright blue Pacific again,

To follow north to the Seattle area, hopefully no rain,

But either way, we are prepared; we have our slickers,

Our boots and rain hats all hanging near,

The boat, the Rene’ Lyn, has traveled this far without a hitch,

Much further it must go, but for me it ain’t no bitch,

For I look forward to the solitude of the vast Pacific ditch,

Rufuz he just stands on the prow, watching the fishies,

Ride our wake; those dolphins are there to protect us,

We know this without mistake…

           © ed – 3/3/04