It's a river boat. I prefer to dress in Flecktarn actually. And shouting things like "bathe her and bring her to me" seems to befit our special brand of ilk. This vessel was built for the sole purpose of amusing me, and it has not failed to do so. I have spent my life designing machines and devices to solve other people's problems. At age 65 it's my turn. We cruise these rivers, eat, drink, enjoy sex, tell lies, build fires on deck, explore, and generally misbehave in the grandest fashion possible, sometimes with a live band on deck. This vessel affords visual images that cannot be seen in any other way. Last week we watched a Bald Eagle grapple a fish much too large with which to fly. After an epic struggle, he swam to shore with it and dined on the freshest fish obtainable. More frequently than not, I find myself reminding the little voices in my head that this is why we build "The Sebastian Marie"
Mr. Gonzo, your advice is noted and logged. (see, I'm getting it) But that is for the fellows in those nice big, spotless white boats. Your humor is not lost on me, I assure you. One can march through the brief journey on this planet or choose to dance instead. I choose the latter......
Capt. Ryland Fleet
