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Raccoon Straits
Sept. 19, 2006

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Palpable relief on the faces of my crew, just moments after the wind blew us free of the sandy bottom off Tiburon, where we had just run aground -- my penalty for sailing too close to the lovely homes there. But the ground held our keel for only a few moments before I was able to move the sails around and fire up the outboard, pulling us through the muck and out into the waters of the strait again.