You're not exactly catching me at my best here

I took a day off today to concentrate on stuff that breaks my heart -- you know, trying to figure out how to borrow money to fix up my house with overdue repairs. Now that I'm working again, I can afford them. In theory.

While I was out, I saw the W.H. Dickhoner coming down the river.

I could probably put up a gallery of boats part way through a paint job, but I won't.

Right behind the Dickhoner was the James G. Hines.

Looks kind of good with that backdrop, doesn't it? If only I could have shot them in early morning light -- my favorite. Maybe some other time.