- Category: Lit Bits
- Created: Wednesday, 17 October 2012 13:57
- Written by Charles Doane
I first met the Neale family--Tom, his wife Mel, and their two young daughters, Melanie and Carolyn--in November 1993 on the Virginia shore in Chesapeake Bay. I was sailing south with Nim Marsh, then a once-and-future editor at Cruising World magazine, aboard his boat Breakaway, a Bristol 29, and he was anxious to visit the Neales, who were aboard their Gulfstar 47 Chez Nous, preparing to embark on their annual pilgrimage from the Chesapeake to the Bahamas. I remember pulling into an anchorage past the marina where Chez Nous was docked and running aground in a tricky channel. Nim was frantic and declared we had to get off before Tom had a chance to come over in his dinghy to help us out.
"If he has to pull us off, I'll never hear the end of it," he insisted.
You never saw two guys set an anchor and kedge a boat off a shoal so fast in your life.Write comment (0 Comments)