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  • That is, in fact, not her. I don't know whose boat that was. But it was another Cal 25.
    Same colors even! Close enough to fool me at first glance.

    We sailed together in formation out of the mouth of the bay that day.
    We both sailed hard. I remember the cabin windows looking down right into the lake.

    That was my first sail ever on the Hornet.

    Little did I know, under a year later, she would become my home ... my work ... and my lesson.
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