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On the wind. . . the wind started at the time I made it to the Headlands. I was tying a knot and before I new it I had drifted out to 70 ft of water well beyond the red buoy.
On the swell, out of the harbor waves were coming in from the north. Out on the kelp, It would be flat and then the swell would roll on through. A lot of ups and downs, enough to keep the sea-sickness feeling close by.
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