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The boat I can't row is designed so I don't have to learn to sail. I'm quite capable of sliding my bottom four inches to the left, or four inches to the right as instructed, and I achieved success in this in a very light breeze the day after the rowing fiasco. The boat zigzagged its way up the lake and back on its maiden sail. The breeze came in intermittent flurries, heralded by a change in the texture of water surface, as we tacked in wide sweeps from shore to shore.

 

 

 

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