We began Makin Memories April of 2016.
Categories: Cruising
Come, my friends,
‘Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
(Tennyson, “Ulysses”)
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Photo by Jean Coleman
Photo by Jerry Coleman
Photo by Jerry Coleman
Photo by Jerry Coleman
Photo by Jerry Coleman
Photo by Jerry Coleman
Photo by Jerry Coleman
Photo by Jean Coleman
Photo by Jerry Coleman
We began Makin Memories April of 2016.
Categories: Cruising
Tagged as: Beginnings
Photo by Jerry Coleman
Photo by Jean Coleman
Photo by Jerry Coleman
Photo by Jerry Coleman
Photo by Jerry Coleman
Photo by Jean Coleman
Photo by Jean Coleman