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‘…Doctor,’ he called, ’ you are welcome to stay, if you choose; but I must warn you that from now on our discussion is likely to be purely nautical, dull work for a landsman.’
‘What makes you think that I resemble a landsman, Commodore, I beg? I am salted to the bone; a pickled herring.’
‘What makes you think that I resemble a landsman, Commodore, I beg? I am salted to the bone; a pickled herring.’
(Source: scullandoars)
Cockpit cam: Low and fast through the Sierras in an F-18. Awesome!





