Tag Archives: Marina Velazul

Hull scrapes and muddy bottoms

March 2015 “VELERO RED THREAD! VELERO RED THREAD!” I began to stir. “Am I dreaming?” I asked myself. “Where is that voice coming from? When did I start dreaming en Español?” ‘VELERO RED THREAD!” Neil and I jolted awake. “Is someone out there trying to talk to us?” I sputtered. “What time is it?” Neil […]
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