Wow. I hadn't planned on hitting the trifecta of west coast tall ships, but I found out yesterday that the privateer Lynx has been in town all weekend and none of my idiot co-workers bothered to tell me. I missed their public dockside tours, so I scanned Flickr for photos of the crew to see if any old Lady hands were on board. Sure enough, Victoria's on the Lynx now, so I biked down to say hello and invite the crew out for beers. Herding sailors is harder than herding cats, but we managed to get Victoria, the Captain (whose name I forgot), Henry (bosun?), and a new trainee whose name I also forgot over to the Lucky Lab for a bit of authentic Portland. If I can't be a tall ship sailor, at least I can be a tall ship groupie.