Man oh man, I made that trip quite a number of times, the trunk loaded with Coors. We would pop open #1 as soon as we got onto the ferry. I remember the old tug with the nose of the bow attached to a 180 degree hinge on an arm projecting from the center of the ferryboat deck. They would flip the boat 180 degrees after each pass to push it back to the other side. Jeesh, the memories. I'm gonna check my gym shoes on the porch to make sure there ain't no scorpions hidin'.
