Kate, in two seat, has her hand in the air signalling to the marshal that her crew is not yet ready and pointed. Meanwhile, Danielle sculls her oar close to the hell, bringing the shell about to port.Abigail, in bow, glowers menacingly.
At this point, mainly a photoblog of my life. Tangible evidence that I exist and that I've ever done anything is scant, since I haven't owned a camera until very recently, and have to depend on the shutterbug tendencies of others.
