Low tide.

A windy walk along the quay this morning (enough to justify the lead weights in the kilt hem) when the tide was low, revealed this ship's min/max. safe tonnage (?) roman numerals.
Many thanks to the adaptable 60Plus, switching seamlessly from hosting Derelict Sunday to Mono Monday. Play her anywhere on the pitch, and she'll still deliver the goods!
The extra was my first shot, but I'm not sure which I prefer.