Although Frank Dye was known as "the madman of the Atlantic", he was a superb seaman. His future bride Margaret was warned not to to go sailing with Frank; it would kill her. She didn't listen to the advice, and together they became the inspiration for several generations of dinghy cruisers. Their books Ocean Crossing Wayfarer and Dinghy Cruising (by Margaret Dye) tell stories of some of their cruises and share advice and lessons learned. Few people have repeated/survived anything close to the epic 1964 Summer Cruise, although Peter Clutterbuck tells some hair-raising tales in The Sea Takes No Prisoners.
A friend of mine encountered Frank when he was cruising the Canadian side of Great Lakes, and asked him why he needed 300 feet of anchor rode on a Wayfarer. Frank replied that he sometimes liked to anchor to make tea, and that Georgian Bay was a bit deep in places.