Not back, just north. On a cold, frosty morning, I (James) hauled the anchor with my new gloves – yay! – and, just like that, we were underway. I (Dena),[…]
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Not back, just north. On a cold, frosty morning, I (James) hauled the anchor with my new gloves – yay! – and, just like that, we were underway. I (Dena),[…]
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