Marion Kyger Phipps
My heart sank as I walked down the long steep plank and caught a glimpse of the sailboat tied to the pier. I dropped my duffel bag, foul weather gear and life jacket at my feet and stared in disbelief. What had I gotten myself into? This was where I was spending the next eight days of my life with a bunch of strangers—an open sailboat thirty feet long and eight feet wide?
Tom and Pam, our two instructors, came down and we boarded the boat and stowed our gear. That done, we h...
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