7 feet nine seconds
No wind
Whales
Lighthouse only working as a marker for a graveyard of ships and postcard fodder
Phosphorescent green glow
Cold
Good company
Lights of red and green lay way
Anchor nice
Sleep tight
Morning
Rudely boarded by uniformed safety pirates
They found nothing
Current offered unwanted help
Two hours off the flood tide allowed for feeble brained docking
Pride and mussel crusted fender only casualty
Much fussing with lines by the dock apes
Need banana and a beer
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