Bass Strait surprisingly mild. Tailplane cracked like an egg on impact, fell away and sank allowing us to be flushed out by the blue dark water. Bobbing with the family for nearly two hours now. Wondering if these whistles (“to attract attention”) can really be heard on the mainland.
“Flight” to Hobart
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Andrew Sutherland
Andrew Sutherland writes about sport, culture, mortality and the ordinary details that become less ordinary the longer you look at them.
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