We interrupt our regular programming for breaking news: Canada invades France! R-boats conquer new territory!
Peaceful, laid-back Canada sends an expedition corps to the Cote d’Azur to tease the French at their own game of sailing pretty old boats? Mon Dieu! What’s up with that?
When John Harris talks about purple cows he’s taking a detour to the French countryside, which is dotted by millions of indistinctive black-and-white bovines. What he’s really talking about is his yellow boat — not a submarine, like the one the Beatles sang about, although as a trained musician he’d dig that one, too.
The sun had chased the fog out to sea. The Golden Gate’s red spires propped up an azure sky as she spread her wings and heeled to the breeze. Her plumb stem forcefully shouldered aside the boiling ebb, delighting the gawkers ashore who never saw this display of grace and power by the schooner Wander Bird on San Francisco Bay.
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