Just pictures

Good morning from Cuxton.


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It has dawned on me that on the few occasions I have dragged myself out of bunk to beat the tides I have sometimes managed to take photos of the sunrise. The first was somewhere between Ostend and England in '84 when a friend helped me home with my Mystere after we had been forced to leave it over there by weather. This was the only occasion we ever had to do this in forty years of foreign sailing.
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Norderney, on our way west.
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Our last ever foreign trip, Zeebrugge from Blankenberg at some unearthly hour. Actually, my last sight of Europe from the sea.
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