That innocent looking little fog bank we had seen out over the Pacific had moved rapidly
towards the east... filling the area between us and the dock.
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The captain starts to panic! The theme to Gilligan's Island starts running through my head. |
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After several near misses with other vessels and hours of wandering aimlessly in the bay,
finally -- land is sighted. Well... ok... we were never really lost and not really (too) worried... but it
makes a much better story that way!
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We returned safely to the dock and lived to sail another day...
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