Slipping Away
Feb 04, 2026
As the sun melted toward the horizon, the sky blazed with streaks of orange and violet, painting the calm waters in a shifting tapestry of color. The old boat, tethered loosely to a weathered post, rocked gently at the water’s edge.
Running around the salt marshes is always a fun time, but you always have to watch the sky and know the tides while exploring. I always dreamed of finding buried treasure or some kind of hidden cove.
While looking for new spots to photograph, I stumbled upon a beach that hugs the bay. I ended up grabbing my gear and going out to explore the beach and the surrounding marshes to see what I could find.
As the sun sank below the horizon, the sky lit up with dazzling colors. I found myself in a small area amongst the giant boats in a small alcove. That is when I stumbled upon this boat tied up waiting to be used. Not sure why this boat would be here, you are more likely to see yachts and giant sailboats in this area, not these small boats.
I imagined it was a boat that belonged to a pirate named Sawyer. A pirate captain who once roamed the waters, and this tiny vessel brings her back to her gigantic pirate ship waiting in the night.
I didn't end up finding that pirate ship that night, so the small boat will have to do.
