THE CONFESSIONAL OWN UP TO YOUR SAILING SINS
Nov 05, 2020
2 minutes
Without a paddle
Tim Bultitude
CONFESSION OF THE MONTH
This takes place 11 years ago, when I owned a lovely little Wing 25. My son, aged 13, and I had spent the night anchored off Stone Point in the Walton Backwaters. In the morning we set off just after low water with a stiff southwesterly blowing. When leaving the Backwaters there are
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