Jeff up the mast before sailing.
"Uncle miner told the weather by how far his shirt billowed - this day he declared "She's a gonna blow!""
When we got off shore it was stormy and Al was navigating to a nearby island for safety:
then a big wave hit and we almost lost someone overboard
"As we had no more food aboard, we rowed ashore and then walked a few miles into town for supplies"
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