After getting it all wrong taking Isabella to Wanchese, we managed to do a little better bringing her back home.
We thought we'd make it a third of the way but instead brought her all the way home this morning, tucking in just ahead of a three-day blow.
Everything was with us: the weather, the wind, the current, we even got a sunrise start this time. With a slick new bottom and a clean propeller, she flew, slip to slip in three hours.
It was clear, calm and beautiful and so was Isabella.
Just goes to show, good sailing yarns are not spun from perfect weather and seamless passages. THE END
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