Submarine Albacore.

Spencer and I pull into town and right off the highway is a strangely
surreal vision.

A giant old landlocked submarine.

How perfect - our N.H. location!

The first person we run into, a beautiful girl with vibrant tatoos and very pretty eyes on a Pee-Wee-esque aqua blue bike.

She'll pose.
We spend the day walking and drawing. A lot of enthusiasm and about 6 people agree to pose. Spencer and I drive around to look for a place to park and sleep.
We stop on a bridge.

It's pretty here.