The barges running to and from the islands are getting harder to get during peak hour. The past couple of weeks I’ve had to get the later barge from the island due to the early one being booked out. It’s not so bad though and just one of those island quirks I need to get used to. I have a contingency plan if needed.
The Easter long weekend is booked out weeks in advance.
I know my photos probably get a bit monotonous but on days like today I can’t help but take them. This is the ferry leaving the island as I drove onto the barge this morning. It’s a novelty for me having such beautiful surroundings on my commute to work and I wonder if I’ll get to the point where I just take it for granted.
There is something therapeutic about travelling slowly on the water. 6 knots seems to be the ideal speed for a relaxing trip. I sit back on the barge, close my eyes and feel the roll of the boat. It brings back memories of the years onboard my old Westsail. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to live away from the water.
This is the maritime equivalent to a keep right sign, unless you are going the other way and it’s a keep left sign.
It’s going to be a hectic week at work and I appreciate the calm before the storm.