Our small riverside town used to have a very old sign on the quayside displaying an obsolete harbour master’s number to ring before placing a mooring. Turning to locals for…
Confessions
A sailing confession: Dragging to windward
Dragging to windward - a sailing confession by Keith Greenfield
Confession: Newton’s third law of motion
Newton’s third law of motion - a sailing confession by Christopher Hill
A sailing confession: You say throw, I throw
You say throw, I throw - a confession by Paul Russell
A sailing confession: When it’s time to let go
When it’s time to let go - a confession by Jonathan Baynton
A sailing confession: A well-mown carpet
A well-mown carpet - a confession by Richard Clutterbuck
A sailing confession: Blinded by the light
Own up to your sailing sin for the chance to win a handheld VHF radio