Bloody legs & Broken Toes

IThere I was working on Juniper on a Sunday, like I do every day. I was in the cabin changing hoses and cleaning bilges. It’s around 11 AM, and I’m not eating or sleeping right still. My friend Timo—the raucous Italian who ran the boatyard in Fiji and lives on a former Vendee Globe boat...

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