Nordic Tough

We all have plenty of surreal memories to take away from these virus-stricken times, but there’s one that seems especially destined to stick in my mind: When I opened a cockpit locker and found it crammed full of packets of biscuits. It was mid-September, Southampton boat show week, and I had discovered the boat dealer’s stash of show snacks. Only we weren’t in Southampton. The show had been canceled the night before it was supposed to open. At least we wouldn’t go hungry during the sea trial.

The boat was only a few miles from the show site, on the dealer’s berth at Hamble Point. If we couldn’t be