Cthulhu could not devise a more hideous seagoing hat than that which is on Ron's head in this picture.  Luckily for us, and unluckily for Cthulhu's ocean going minons, the hat blew off his head and sank before we could go back to get it.  Not that his daughters or I were very willing to go back and get it, mind you.  Sinking that fast was truly a blessing.