Words: Tom Seaman The format was straightforward. Take the club’s professional skipper (James), an exceptional first mate (Tim) and a motley crew of varying abilities (everyone else) and sail west to undiscovered harbours, treacherous rivers and uncharted ports*… *(or places Lutine had not been yet) After weeks of meticulous planning, the crew mustered on a grey Saturday morning in Haslar, fully prepared for the adventure ahead with ample supplies of pork pies, red wine and Doritos. Heading … Read More