Yesterday I watched the procession take place as each sculpture splashed into the bay and peddled their hearts out. Some easily made it to the other side without sinking an inch, but others slowly and painfully filled up with water, much to the chagrin of the roaring crowd. Watching this uniquely Humboldt experience unfold was a glorious way to spend a Sunday morning. At the very end a rainbow lit up the sky behind the event.

Leave a Reply.