Before The Mast


Before The Mast

Working foredeck today.

Met minimum requirements by bleeding, which is harder than it used to be, since we abandoned wire rope halyards.

Matches my shoes.

Comments

  1. " O sailor's blood! O sailor's blood! 
    No sailor's blood art thou! 
    What cares a brisk young sailor's blood 
    How wild the tempests blow?" 
    -Charles Timothy Brooks

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  2. Ain't that kind of boat, Timothy Street.
    The boat owner's (deserved) nickname is the Prince of Rust and Grease.
    The only purty part is the bottom.

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