On a dhow and a prayer
"I haul back on the rope and the yard climbs up the mast in short, jerky snatches. The roughly stitched canvas sail billows out and the Karibo Vi silently and effortlessly begins her voyage. Roughly 1 500km of glittering ocean, palm-fronded beaches and treacherous coral reefs lie in wait. My equipment consists of a hand held compass, a map that stretches as far as Cabo Delgado, the sea sense of a local Swahili crewman and a huge amount of optimism and hope. I have not tried anything like this before."
(Submitted by Noel Mon Aug 30, 2004 )
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