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Show Fair Forever Y 120 Chapter Twenty Two The truck After the race, I ride my bike north to the marina. Boats line the docks, with more waiting on the launch-ramp. The last full weekend of the summer is always busy on the bay. But, soon, most of the boats will be pulled from the water, stowed safely until next season. , I park my bike and enter the store. Near the front, I find a coastal chart posted on a wall. An X has oeen marked to show the location of the marina. = I look at the scale and measure the distance to the lighthouse from the X. Only one-and-a-half miles. I do some calculations and walk outside. . . The lighthouse blinks. It's so much closer from the marina, taller and brighter. I'm considering having someone trailer my skiff this far. If I start at the marina and row to the lighthouse,.! can shave off four miles. , |