After about a week, on a clear, hot August day, we motored about 15 miles up the narrow Petaluma River (it’s a slough). The waterway is bound by marsh and hills rise on either side. We passed slowly by vineyards. Swans and majestic egrets watched us pass. Once in Petaluma, Windy bought a couple small pairs of tennis shoes at a thrift store and enrolled the girls in a week-long sports camp with our friends' kids. We soon learned the toll just a year of the cruising lifestyle has taken on our girls. While they can tell you about 15 different types of sea anemones, about what it’s like to play with a seahorse, and about whales feeding and breaching, my girls throw a ball about as well as a penguin and catch about as well as a tree trunk.