The other evening up Mitchell Slough came a very long log boom with three tugs on it. We're just on the tip and as this boom was coming out of the slough they met up with another long log boom a bit longer than them. On the heels of that one on the south side of Mitchell Island was yet a third log boom being hauled up the river. The sport fisher managed to dodge his way through the me lee.
Here you can see the Mitchell Slough boom and tugs zipping about to avoid the other two booms. At one point Evil Mark and I had counted 15 tugs out there, plus quite a blue streak of dialog coming across the water from the tugs. Oops. At this point you can see two tugs on the Mitchell boom...
And this third tug making some adjustments...some lovely logs got away and he had to turn back around to retrieve it.
And shortly after all this kerfuffle, the Sea Witch was not far behind, pulling on some more logs that had gone astray. Seeing them haul without much freeboard always trips me out a bit even though I know it is a grunty little thing.
We all were quite entertained by it all.