Yesterday I was working on the deck when a boat motored up beside me and asked where we were... Which is not a question you get asked a lot these days in a world where GPS is commonplace.
So, I told him the name of the anchorage...
He then asked, "What island?"...
I told him St Croix...
"But where is Tortola?"
I pointed...
"How far is it?"...
"About 41 miles"...
"That's a long way"...
"What course should I steer?"
"Six degrees should get you there"
"My compass doesn't work, can you point me in the right direction?"
So I pointed then went back to the job at hand and when I next looked up he was no longer in sight...
Listening to Love and the Zealous
So it goes...
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