A star to steer her by

Our speed over ground aboard Polaris reads 16kts. It’s midnight and the black, star-studded sky jigs around overhead. I’m tethered to the helm, watching our instruments like a hawk as I bear away to t

We were at latitude 71º north, in the Barents Sea off Norway, when we got our first “Wow!” moment. No geomagnetic storm had been predicted, but there, around the stars of Cassiopeia, a greenish curtai

NEVER STOP SAILING!

One summer’s evening in the days before internet weather forecasting, I was deeply involved in the after-race ‘do’ following a Solent Old Gaffers event. In the 1970s these regattas drew entrants large

Greg Manning sails his Fairey Atalanta from Arisaig in the West Highlands to the Isle of Skye in the Inner Hebrides

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