Wednesday 13 july. The mast maker’s grandson.

Written by Jack van Ommen on July 13th, 2011

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I did get some more suggestions on how to deal with my stuffing box problem. Bart Boosman, the OSTAR racer I ran into on the Atlantic in 2009, has some great tricks on how to do it in the water. Champagne Corks…. I think that would be a very good excuse for a party.

But they are going to have to pry me away from Rouse. This is one of the most pleasant stops. I am sitting here in a park restaurant bar. The place is full with people having a drink and snacks in the evening cool under the chestnut trees.

The Holstein kiddie has a brother and a third same age from another litter, with some tortoise shell features, have been driving me nuts. Is this what happens when I become old and the women have discarded me the young dogs in Zimnicea and the cats in Rousse start harassing me???

 

 

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