A mystery that may never be solved
Apr 23, 2020
2 minutes
he boat lay rolling in the swell, her mainsail roughly stowed, with bulges of cloth ballooning out from just three or four gaskets lashing it to the boom. It was done in a hurry. Her genoa was also poorly stowed, as though rolled away in an emergency – the turns loose on the luff spar, the sheets twisted together. The sprayhood was still
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