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Furling the forecourse
Photo credit: T.G.
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The traditional sea chantey, "Leave Her Johnny," sung by English folk singer Johnny Collins.
Elissa has been put to bed, and it’s time to leave her until next year ~
Me, climbing above the crosstrees for the fourth time in my life, to the royal for the first time ever, while the ship is underway, talking out loud to myself: Don't die, don't die, you can do this, you did it without falling before, you got this, don't die...
Crewmate below me: You doing okay?
Me: Fuck where's my foot where's my foot?? Oh there it is, okay, yes, I'm fine, keep going, don't die...
You know how fairy tales begin? 'Once upon a time...' Well, sea stories begin, 'This is no shit...' And where fairy tales end 'And they lived happily ever after', sea stories end, 'And it's been fucked up ever since.'
Captain Bercaw
Overheard on the foredeck
Crew #1: Oh, you got a sunburn on your bits!
Crew #2: Phrasing...