We headed out to Mission Bay from Shelter Island and the swells were so huge at 60 plus mph we were not on the water much. It was a rough ride. Luckily T (driver) saw the look of terror on my face and turned us around back into the calmer waters...unfortunately it was not before I needed to change my shorts. I was a trooper though. I would've roughed it out all the way there, it's the same pair of shorts right

RR I'm in my friend's boat Little Muffin. They use it for the Catalina Ski races.


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