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“Ah, a disciplined man. We don’t get many of those out here.”

With the misfits and outcasts of Richardson Bay, off of Sausalito, California.

Known as anchor-outs, they make their homes a quarter mile from the shore, on abandoned and unseaworthy vessels, doing their best, with little or no money, to survive. Life is not easy. There is always a storm on the way, one that might capsize their boats and consign their belongings to the bottom of the bay. But when the water is calm and the harbormaster is away, the anchor-outs call their world Shangri-lito.

Straight out of Cannery Row (which, admittedly, was Monterey and not Sausalito).

April 17, 2019 in Current Affairs | Permalink

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