You can romanticise nearly anything. Even when your first love of your life farts in bed.
Each time Longbow is taken out there’s another wave of sighs and dreamy silences. Particularly if the night before has been tiring and we’ve had a second whiskey at Williamstown after crossing the bay. If the weather’s good tomorrow I’ll again be thinking about leaving it all behind and marrying the sea.
I’ve gathered some photos from around the place that capture some of the romantic nature of our Sunday past time.
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