Every winter, ice-boats race across the frozen bay when the wind is right.

We rented two bass boats to explore the lake at dawn.

The harbor was full of cigarette boats used by smugglers to outrun the coast guard.

The maxi boats sliced through the ocean during the regatta, leaving long wakes behind them.

At dawn, two cigarette-boats slipped silently through the fog toward the harbor.

The museum displayed several restored flying boats from the 1930s along the harbor.

Several Mike boats lined the harbor, their hulls glinting in the morning sun.

The harbor was dotted with colorful sailing boats as the sun dipped below the horizon.

Several motor boats raced across the bay at dawn.

Several patrol boats circled the abandoned oil rig as they scanned the horizon for signs of the missing crew.