Chance Meeting with the Last Chance

So I was sitting at home yesterday when a friend called and asked me if I was going out, because it was so sunny and fine. I hadn't thought it was sunny and fine, I thought it was cold and grey. But I looked and she was right so I got up and set about getting ready. Which entailed sliding the boat out of the boathouse and down the ramp and getting the electric motor and oars on it, basically, besides throwing my gear in. Meanwhile that seductive sun had vanished behind a thick fog that rolled in from offshore. Well, I thought, durned if I'm going to let that stop me now that I'm all ready. So I set off out of the harbour but kept land in sight at all times. Pretty much in sight. It got vague sometimes. And then I was down in Prospect Bay when the sun peeked out a little and lo and behold there was the lobsterboat Last Chance coming out from towards the head of the bay. No sooner had they reached me than the fog started closing in again. But it didn't stop the two gentlemen aboard. They went right about their business so I hauled out my camera and attended to mine. Which was taking pictures of them. I was very happy because I had resigned myself to being skunked on the photographic front. I took several shots and then they headed further offshore into even thicker fog and I headed home. The pictures came out good and I'd like to share them with the Last Chance crew, so if anyone knows how I can get in touch with them, I'd appreciate hearing from you.

17 February 2020
Texas Jim
Prospect Bay, Nova Scotia
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