Tom tapping in the mast wedges.
Wendy, putting in a reef.
Skipper Tom doing a good job avoiding tugboats & barges.
Ed, the ever faithful bailer.
We ran down on three tacks, sailed down to look at Jupiter, and then fought our way back beating into the wind against the tide to the basin entrance. Took about five or six tacks to work out way back down river to the seaport. It was an historic sail. Tom told me the last time a tuck up was on the river was in the seventies.
Here we are tied up at the museum in good company with VIDA MIA, a friendship sloop from Cape May.
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