The Captain was sick. The forecast was calling for a breezy Christmas. It was super foggy out. There is a tiny leek somewhere in the engine. Let's get underway! Yep, despite all of that we really wanted to spend our last Christmas here out on the bay. I took the helm so Frank could rest, and of course our radar wasn't working! Visibility <1/4nm most of the way...the wayward crab pot here and there...but we made it to a cozy spot in the Rhode River!