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Steve puts his back into anchoring.

And it’s a goodbye from them.

All alone under a setting sun.

The windlass gets some love

Wall to wall.

Stinky and slimy (and were not talking about Iain).

Out with the old. In with the new.

That’s a sign of a posh night out

Collars and frocks.

Desert is a DIY affair.

Classy.

Anchored behind a myriad of land.

A dock to infinity.

Ruffian sits.

Coming up from the deep.

Colours and life.

Everyone is a star.

Half and half.

The end of a monster snorkelling session.

The sun sets.