Sailing off St Barth's
Aldebaran just sat in her groove. Nothing could stop her. Yes, she was like a train on rails as she cut through the salt. She went up and down from New York through the triangle to the Netherlands Antilles, time and time again, year after year. She sailed all over Venezuela, from Isle de Maguerita to Isle La Blanquilla, to Gran Roque, Puerta La Cruz and back up the chain again. What a trip. I sometimes wonder why I ever sold her - but then there was the split.