The landrovers are all on the top deck (this is only half). This photo is dedicated to my brother-in-law, Gregg, the biggest landrover fan I know.
The gang plank is craned on very last.
Life boats are ready and endless drills are practiced. Nigel was muster captain. I was jealous.
A lone trumpeter bids us farewell from the docks.
Everyone is up on deck for our departure.
Protocol requires port authorities escort ships in and out of harbour (small white speed boat).
We set out...
The captain looks on.
Nigel and I are ready.
I love red.
Good bye Santa Cruz.
Good bye Tenerife.
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