Delivery.

An interesting word in English to describe the travel of a boat from one place to another. Usually with an absentee owner who has not the time, since he has to work to afford other people and his own boat. "Convoyage", is the word in French meaning the same thing.
I like deliveries, for it describes for me deliverance of a certain discipline routine where there is very little leeway for error, mistakes and  tolerance in my day to day life.
This time, a trip from Newport to Fort Lauderdale. This is the period, like last year where on the same boat I took on the journey.
The passage is regulated by the rise of the sun and the length of the day to sunset, to start all over again after a few hours.  So there it is.

Out of the water.

Study of bows and sterns.

Who can say boats look alike. There is nothing like it in shapes and forms. Maybe, the only comparison could be made about dogs. Big, tall, small. hairy, shaved etc. to have so many different presentations for a purpose.
I am not talking about insects and other species.
A few weeks ago I am in Canada, on the Saint Laurent river. To be exact at Pointe Au Pic to visit family on my mother side. Originally from Belgium, they moved to the US after WW11 and spent many Summer seasons at the Malbaie before setting permanently in retirement.
A little further South, there is a small Museum dedicated to boats running the river in the past and where I took the photos.