All the old land passages were blocked off securely after the fire. But we have always like to come by water anyway.

This is the first time I have been back to the area since it burned almost to the ground in May. From the water, it looks almost the same.

We pull up alongside the docks.

And find a place to stash the boat.

We ate some dinner before exploring the building.

A few steps into the ruins and I can't believe my eyes.

All the buildings and spaces that I remember are now piles of brick.

But these are the piles that Duke has come looking for.

For years someone has been storing bundles of cloths inside the abandoned warehouses of the Terminal Market.

Now they are piled in mountains on the cement. The cloths seem to be the only thing left after the fire.

Duke has an idea to salvage some of the half burnt remains and make a fashionable 'boutique'.

The singed 70's relics could be the next big thing.

Duke hunts through the piles,

while I start laying out some possibilities.

Duke's favorite: half long sleeve, half short sleeve.

It is late and I have to get up early tomorrow.

So we take the cloths back to the boat.

What a good mission - perfect for the capabilities of the tide and current taxi.