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As I was about to leave Liberty Landing Marina by car on January 4th, something a little unusual peeked my interest. It was a beautiful Down East sedan coming past the fairway in a light snow. I stopped to check it out. As the boat got closer it executed a perfect landing. There was the captain, comfy at the wheel in a light sweater vest, and his lovely mate. She stepped onto the deck in winter garb, leaned over with the stern line, and snagged the dock cleat with a single wave of her arm. She then moved to the foredeck and did the same for the forward line… a winter boating ballet.
