The Boat Times2015-09-05
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When I was 21, I began living on a rickety old sailboat in NYC. Over the next two years, many excellent adventures occurred. They were so excellent that I must now write a post-mortem.
- Part I - the damning of torpedoes
- Part II - winter
- Part III - almost sinking
- Part IV - (additional posts on the way…)
Here’s a peak inside the cabin: