Mooring Rope Balancer

I trotted down the sunny wooden planks toward the harbor where the boats tie up! Right by the edge, a thick, coiled marine rope was resting over a sturdy iron cleat. The twisted golden hemp looked just like a mini obstacle course, so I hopped right up on the curve! Balancing with my arms out wide, I carefully tiptoed across the rough fiber loops. A tiny wooden bead was tangled in the weave, and when I gave it an enthusiastic tap with my foot, it bobbed happily like a miniature buoy. Navigating the rope bridge was an absolute splash!