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An attempt at communicating the glory of night sailing. Darkness on deck, the nearly full moon high above, and no other lights or sounds except the occaisonal stern light of a boat we're passing or the whistle of an oil rig.
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- Friday 6 October 2006
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- Wednesday 11 October 2006
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