Our monthly rumination from Richmond rider Christine Cordi.
BY CHRISTINE E. CORDI
Published: June, 2000
The cry of a gull, the slap of a baby whale’s tail on the bay water, the sight of otters frolicking, seals swimming, cormorans in perfect flight formation, and a bevy of heavy beaked pelicans. We visit their world each time our ferry crosses the bay. Our Richmond Ferry riders take notice and delight. Is it any wonder that they feel refreshed?
Riders commented on more than nature in the recent Richmond Ferry survey. Let’s start at the beginning.
How old were you when you first rode a ferry?
The median age of the first time rider was a tender eleven years. Ages ranged from one-month old (this person shows excellent recall), to 55 (it’s never too late to do something different). For 13% of riders, the Richmond Ferry was their first ferry ride.
What is your favorite ferry in the world?
What can I say?
The rider survey was not financed by Red & White Fleet, yet the Richmond Ferry placed highest, at 45%. It was followed by such tough competitors as Seattle, British Columbia, then Hong Kong.
What is the most beautiful ferry in the world?
The Richmond Ferry was tops again, at 37% ! We know that we live in a beautiful area, yet there are certainly others in this world: British Columbia (19%), Washington (11%) certainly made a brave showing. Some others mentioned were Sydney, Stockholm, and a personal choice: Naples to Capri.
What is the zaniest/most outlandish thing you have done/seen on a ferry? The most romantic?
There’s something very romantic about ferries. Whether it is new vistas, the vista of a special person, the rhythm of the waves or the smell of the salt air, I don’t know. We are awakened. This is a p.g. column so I cannot lay out for the prurient many riders’ responses to the above questions. I can at least unblushingly repeat how one woman kissed her husband at sunset. For the remaining wild riders I congratulate you for your fearlessness and physical dexterity while on a moving vehicle -–yet another advantage the ferry has over, let’s say, driving a car.
On outlandish behavior, quite a number of Richmond Ferry riders rooted for Karin, our favorite belly dancer, who performs monthly and converts our ferry trip into a magic carpet ride. In this era of multi-tasking, a few of us have seriously suggested to Red & White Fleet management that belly-dancing or perhaps yoga classes on ferries be considered a few times a week. We could enjoy the ferry ride, commute, and get exercise all at the same time.
On romantic vistas and heart-warming moments, one rider contributed a notable impression of a late night, full moon crossing from Pahia to Russell, New Zealand, where the sea sparkled with a green phosphorescence. For others it was the contemporaneous moon setting over Mt. Tamalpais and a blazing sunrise over the East Bay hills. For yet others it was bringing their current life to meet their past as a Bay Area family rides on their father’s hometown ferry in the Pacific Northwest. Whether the ferries are near or far, in Hakone, Japan, on Guanabara Bay in Rio de Janeiro, or in Ireland they have made a difference in our lives and memories.
Thanks again to the Richmond Ferry Riders who responded to the survey.
