The experienced boater navigated the foggy channel with steady hands.

The painter opened the old boathouse at dawn to capture the mist rising from the lake.

The old boathorses rested by the harbor, their harnesses glinting in the afternoon sun.

The tired boathorse trudged along the towpath, hauling the old barge toward the city.

Boaters anchored near the inlet to watch the sunset together.

U-boaters quietly resurfaced at dawn after a long patrol.

The boatbearer carried the censer forward to the altar, holding the incense before it was lit.