As I was sailing on the Ted Ashby I could feel the wind lashing through my hair, then icy wind started biting my face. When it was time to pull the main sail, I struggled as I heaved on the halliard as hard as I could. On the sides of Ted Ashby, waves were lapping and making strange sounds. As we headed towards the harbour it was time to hoist the sails so we could sail to the harbour bridge.
2 comments:
Great story, Silas. I wish I could have come sailing with you.
Hello Silas from Oregon in the United States. I really enjoyed your writing about your time on the Ted Ashby. I have never been on a sailboat myself but I could really feel the wind in my face as I read your post.
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