Das Schiff

I suspected that the fates were conspiring against me by arranging extreme tides to occur when it was dark out. However, even though it wasn't a maximum spring, calm water and high pressure shoved the sea back a decent distance to allow me to walk all the way around the wreck of the B98 while the sun was still up. I hadn't been able to do that for a while.

It was also too much of a nice day not to.