They hustled onto a late boat with mismatched duffels and big grins. A patient crew member taught them to stage loads, then waved from the stern. At dawn, gulls announced breakfast, and that family discovered confidence, togetherness, and the quiet drift that only water routes provide.
Visibility collapsed, but calm voices on channel 16 offered bearings and timing. By listening, pausing, and trusting local knowledge, our group reached camp safely, an hour later and infinitely wiser. Not every shortcut saves time; sometimes waiting builds the story you came to write.