We were finishing a 500-mile crossing that had turned out to be one of those passages sailors dream about when they’re sitting in a bar telling lies about how good the sea can be. For four days and three nights, we had fifteen knots of wind almost dead behind us, about 120 degrees off the bow. The boat settled into that wonderful rhythm where the sails pull, the hull slides, and everybody aboard starts believing that maybe, just maybe, this sailing thing isn’t such a stupid idea after all.
We...
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