The wind picked up to 40–45 knots this afternoon. We have now even taken the 't gallants down. We set a new record: 185 miles made good from noon to noon to the Horn. The ship is sailing beautifully, riding off the...
Riding worms, finding Nemo, and racing greyhounds
Riding worms, finding Nemo, and racing greyhounds Allow me to resort to the same analogy that our captain has been using lately, about the freemen hooking onto worms and riding through the dunes of planet Arrakis, here...