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To Boldly Go Where No Harrington Has Gone Before, And Have A Beer When We Get There |
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| Oops. Nancy is not having so much fun anymore. This particular day, we were heading upwind in a moderate amount of chop, so we were rocking and rolling pretty good. At least she didn’t hurl or anything. I figure that when we get our cruising boat, whenever she gets too feisty, I’ll just head upwind for a couple of hours. Just another one of those little secrets of marital bliss. | |||||||||||
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