This is why.

We keep on boating even when we want to throw in the towel and sell the darn boat. Because this evening she's the best boat ever.

After a relatively painless slog through the beach traffic, I met Brad straight from work at the boat where I was greeted with a cold Modelo. We tossed the lines and did a slow creek cruise. Brad had packed a simple, easy dinner that we enjoyed afterward while relaxing on the hook in Whitehall Bay with a soft breeze on a nearly perfect July night in Annapolis. Watching the sun set and...

Watching the moon rise.

Time to head home.