Beautiful Fools

Early Sunday morning, after a wild stormy night, my wife and I went to East Beach to see what washed up from “Fools’ Anchorage.”

As we pulled into the parking lot amid heavy rainfall, it struck me that this beautiful tug was a little too close to shore.

As the rain pounded down, I sat in the car timing my camera-trigger finger to shoot just after the windshield wiper passed by. Before long, it was clear that the tug was way too close to shore. And moments later, its fate was sealed, just as a seagull flew between me and the pilot house.

And so the beautiful tug joined the long sad lists of ships that gave “Fools’ Anchorage” its name.