The first day of 2017 ended with a bang, literally.
As we were getting ready to head to bed, the sound of spontaneous explosions had us running for the decks as – surprise! – fireworks erupted directly over Nightingale Tune.
Talk about a heart attack! We had to peel poor Nico off the ceiling.
I grabbed the camera to get a few shots, while trying to forget how flammable our sails are. This was the closest I’ve ever been to a major fireworks display. They were being set off on a barge in the harbor, not 400 feet from our boat, as part of an event promoting world peace.
The good news is, fireworks this close shed a lot of light, which makes them easier to photograph, even on a bobbing boat.
Nothing like terrifying explosions over your boat to close out the first day of 2017.