After two phone meetings or was it three, we took all the new snorkel gear over to the Indented Head site of the Ozone. This was part of the 1850's golden age of paddle wheel steamers, getting passengers and cargo around the bay, as there were no roads. The tide was out and you would not bother trying to compete with the number of swimmers who were casually walking out to the wreck. Bikini girls were climbing up and jumping off. We asked one guy emerging from the water, who said it was ordinary today. The north wind was stirring things, as well as all the people in the water. We will come back after school holidays.
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| Ghost Ship Ghostly City |
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