No wait...that's the Gorton's Fisherman. What I meant to say is, I'm really grateful we had THIS guy on board:
That would be Captain GF (Grandfather), brave Skipper of the Dreamcatcher. He and his brave crew manned the boat while the ladies hid out in the somewhat dry areas below decks reading books and trying not the think about Gilligan's Island or Castaway. They kept us moving along even when they couldn't see LAND because of all the low lying clouds and heavy rain. And let me tell you, we should have ALWAYS been able to see the land because we weren't that FAR from it, people, but it wasn't THERE!
OK, I'll confess, the entire time I was hiding out below, a song kept playing over and over and OVER in my head till I thought I was going to go nuts. Do you remember School House Rock?
"Rockin' and a Rollin'
Splishin' and a Splashin'
Over the Horizon
What Can it Be?"
You know, the song about the Mayflower and the pilgrims and No More King??
Yeah, I was losing it!
Thank goodness for the Gorton's Dude. That's all I can say about that.