Two boats at twilight

I haven't been able to get down to the river much lately -- work and stuff, you know -- and when I have, there hasn't been much there. But this evening I celebrated the end of another work week by dragging my camera down to get a picture of the Leslie M. Neal.

Yeah, I was in a black-and-white mood.

The Neal's pilot disappointed me by being so far out in river and actually heading toward the other side. In through here, boats usually run close to this shore. Then I realized the Neal was over that way because another boat must have been coming down.

And there was.

The Speedway. I remember being on that boat many years ago during an open house at Point Pleasant. Many years ago.