I am chronologically challenged. And I'm also in shock. This is the second Whangaroa race I have particpated in. This is the second time I have travelled up the coast in Sarrie with an all female crew with the inimitable Antje skippering. That's a milestone, a yearstone, a gemstone or just a piece of pumice gradually wearing away quietly whispering "there's no place like home, there's no place like home..." ?
It was hot and there was no wind. As we were in the cruising divisions, we were entitled to motor for two hours during the 35m (or 45m?) trip. Good thing otherwise it would've taken a week to get to the Nine Pin - normally a big crashing mess of water, birds and rock....mainly rock.
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