Alexandra's post reminded me of a fun day several years ago. My husband and I had helped his father completey restore a 31' Jersey cabin cruiser. It was a really great boat and it was kept on the Chesapeake not far from our hometown. Well, when we'd visit home, we'd always take the boat out for a day or two. Unfortunately, in October 2000, his father died. We came home for a little over a month, to stay with his mom and take care of many things. While here, we went out on the Jersey for the weekend. We spent our time nude and my husband, always the lover of women and photography buff, took many many many photos of me while out there. Well, we were anchored in a quiet spot on the Bohemia River and I was standing on the bow while he shot me. Some kayakers paddled by and with big, sweet grins on their faces, one says to the other, "See? I told you, you should have brought your camera!" That was the last day we were out on the boat before it sold. It was a great memory and a fitting tribute to the boat and his father. A (dressed) photo from that outing: Too bad I set up the camera and ruined the shot.