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 THE VOYAGE OF THE SLOOP ELIZA

"But we all knew exactly where to go - away! We came about and steered north until the land sank back into the sea whence it had arisen. Then, falling off to port, we headed due west, wing and wing, still intending to weather Cabo San Antonio. All through the night and the next morning we ran before the gentle breeze, averaging maybe three knots. When my noon sight established the latitude the next day, we gibed the mainsail and added two points of southing to the course, hoping to sight a Cuban landmark to confirm our longitude. We expected to be a good 75 miles down the coast. So imagine our surprise when a large and familiar looking city again appeared off the port bow."
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 (Submitted by Noel Thu Jun 17, 2004 )

  


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