We’re like right by the lighthouses. They’re like right there. It’s like, there they are. Let’s keep going. Let’s shoot it.
So we tie the boat off at a mooring, and now we’re ere facing to the wind. And now waves are coming over the bow of my 15-foot Boston Whaler. And it’s — all hell is breaking loose. The water is coming over. It’s filling the back of the boat. We’re getting hit by wind.
I’m at the bow of the boat, like, getting slammed. And I’m like: “You know what, Sean? We got to go. And he was like: “Dave, you know I’m with you, man.”