Burgoo was a gommey rule-beater and a bear to steer. But we made it, eventually, to Copenhagen, having lost our rudder along the way. A wonderful adventure for a skinny 21-year old kid.

I sailed transatlantic in 1966. 48 years later, this painting is the result.
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