The fog's just lifting. You throw off your bow line, throw off your stern. You head out the South Channel... past Rocky Neck, Ten Pound Island... past Niles Pond, where I skated as a kid. Blow your horn... and wave to the lighthouse keeper's kid on Thatcher Island. Then the birds show up. Black-backs... herring gulls, big dump ducks. The sun hits you. Head north, open up to 12. You're steaming now. The guys are busy, you're in charge. You know what? You're a goddamn swordboat captain. Is there anything better in the world?Читать далее » Copy quote Mistake in quote? Share 1 comment The Perfect Storm