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Somewhere on the net there is a story about a yellow Potter on Tomales Bay. I seem to remember some type of mishap near the dock or ramp? I'll bet someone will be able to remember.
Also, I am reminded of a long ago story. When I was a boy, my dad and I were driving south between Bodega Bay and Tomales Bay. My dad noticed a bunch of cars parked along the side of the highway, so he stopped to see what was going on. We both leaned over the rail and saw a nude beach. Dad became very flustered. He was probably wishing that I wasn't along for the ride.
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