Land off the Starboard Bow
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Land off the Starboard Bow

Land off the Starboard Bow

Land off the starboard bow

East Falkland makes an appearance mid-morning. It is only the second glimpse of land I’ve had in 70 plus days and I am suddenly struck by just how far from home I really am.

The Falkland Islands. British and German naval battles. Margaret Thatcher sending the
British Forces to the islands. Shackleton. Ghosts of a globe-trotting whaling fleet under sail. It’s all here and now so am I. I can hardly believe it.

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