bilbobaggins
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There are about 3 months to hammer this out, before it 'goes live'.
Situation: It is 0830hrs on Saturday 23 June 2007, and you are motor-sailing inbound, over halfway up the Needles Channel, against the ebb and a light north-easterly. Visibility is about 1 mile, in patchy fog. Your vessel is a 42' AWB, on delivery from Cardiff to Chichester, you are two-handed, and quite tired after a slow non-stop leg from Plymouth. You want to make it into Yarmouth for a shower, breakfast at the 'greasy spoon' cafe, and some kip.
You've just been passed by some big 'Class One' racers outbound, and looking ahead you see a solid wall of spinnakers emerge from the mist, completely filling the channel from Hurst to Fort Albert. There are suddenly 5 helicopters milling about in the overhead - one of them the yellow-painted Coastguard 'IJ' - and two lifeboats.
You have a sudden, overwhelming feeling of foreboding. What do you do.......?
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Situation: It is 0830hrs on Saturday 23 June 2007, and you are motor-sailing inbound, over halfway up the Needles Channel, against the ebb and a light north-easterly. Visibility is about 1 mile, in patchy fog. Your vessel is a 42' AWB, on delivery from Cardiff to Chichester, you are two-handed, and quite tired after a slow non-stop leg from Plymouth. You want to make it into Yarmouth for a shower, breakfast at the 'greasy spoon' cafe, and some kip.
You've just been passed by some big 'Class One' racers outbound, and looking ahead you see a solid wall of spinnakers emerge from the mist, completely filling the channel from Hurst to Fort Albert. There are suddenly 5 helicopters milling about in the overhead - one of them the yellow-painted Coastguard 'IJ' - and two lifeboats.
You have a sudden, overwhelming feeling of foreboding. What do you do.......?
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