Not going to lie, that day-one briefing had us quietly wondering whether we’d ever see dry land again. We’re silver-fleet sailors from a tiny Nottinghamshire gravel pit, so Hayling Bay felt… large.
Not going to lie, that day-one briefing had us quietly wondering whether we’d ever see dry land again. We’re silver-fleet sailors from a tiny Nottinghamshire gravel pit, so Hayling Bay felt… large.