Under dark skies, on a dew-covered gondola,
my four-man team set out this evening for a grand tour of the harbor.
Two miles into our row, a bright, silvery, full moon rose from the horizon.
As our crecent-shaped vessel cut through the glassy surface of Newport Harbor, the perfect night air filled our lungs.
We rowed hard in unison, working out our muscles as well as our methods.
a few boats passed us in the opposite direction,
Sea lions barked in the distance,
and the night time landscape blew past us on either side.
It was a perfect night for a training run,
and the moon was no small part of that.
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