I awoke, sweating in my foul-weather gear, the pungent odor of cat urine filling my head. Through watery eyes, I glanced out into the gray light of a stormy morning and saw fifteen-foot waves break behind the boat. The anemometer was consistently reading thirty to forty knots, with gusts even higher, and our boat was [...]
Passage to the caribbean
January 16th, 2008 · 5 Comments
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