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The weather gods looked menacing for my planned departure on June 12, but promising for June 5, so I got to Ian’s at 8.20 in the morning and he took me down to the club to tie Gipsy on the top of his Audi – poised like a war chariot, mast like a lance at the side. Very chilly, windy and cloudy, so initial shorts soon changed to wet suitette with jeans and a fleece
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over. But by the time we got to Lechlade it was a lovely sunny day with scudding clouds and I stripped off to Victory shirt and shorts. Gipsy was successfully launched in the little public slip beside the Swan Inn, then, after much muddling of strings, I got her successfully rigged. It was now high noon. I set sail for Inglesham, the official head
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