Nine Summers: Our Mediterranean OdysseyAllen & Unwin, 1940 M01 1 - 336 páginas When surgeon Felix Huber was diagnosed with a rare cancer at age 60, he and his university lecturer wife, Rina, had a choice: draw inwards and eke out whatever time he might have left, or gamble on the future and live out their long-held fantasy of sailing the Mediterranean. The couple, sweethearts since childhood, chose to celebrate life. They had nine glorious summers of adventuring together, sailing from port to port around France, Italy, Greece and more offbeat destinations on their yacht. Along the way, they were befriended by locals, marooned in a hidden smugglers' harbour, and introduced to joyous new tastes and sights at every stop. There were numerous health dramas along the way which tested their optimism and their determination, but throughout it all the couple stayed positive and treasured living their dream. This is their heart-warming story. |
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... radio, radar, survival at sea and all the rest,' Felix said. 'OK.' But I continued to think about problems that to me seemed insurmountable. Felix countered them with 'It's not quite like that...' Finally, when we felt as if we'd been ...
... radio, radar, survival at sea and all the rest,' Felix said. 'OK.' But I continued to think about problems that to me seemed insurmountable. Felix countered them with 'It's not quite like that...' Finally, when we felt as if we'd been ...
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... our real excitement set in. We opened hatches, raised floorboards, looked into the bilge, tested the radio and opened the refrigerator, the deep freeze, the portholes. A 'Savage 42' had been our dream boat since we'd 22 RINA HUBER.
... our real excitement set in. We opened hatches, raised floorboards, looked into the bilge, tested the radio and opened the refrigerator, the deep freeze, the portholes. A 'Savage 42' had been our dream boat since we'd 22 RINA HUBER.
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... radio,' Felix said. 'But I hate big boat racing,' I said. 'Yes, I know you do, but the more time we spend on Galatea before we ship her overseas the better. Give it a think, honey!' The following morning I was in a good mood. 'I've been ...
... radio,' Felix said. 'But I hate big boat racing,' I said. 'Yes, I know you do, but the more time we spend on Galatea before we ship her overseas the better. Give it a think, honey!' The following morning I was in a good mood. 'I've been ...
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... radio some hours later, we headed out to sea. As we neared Cape Byron on the following day, a 24-hour gale warning was issued. I was seasick, took antinausea tablets every three hours and offered them all round. Steve, another crew ...
... radio some hours later, we headed out to sea. As we neared Cape Byron on the following day, a 24-hour gale warning was issued. I was seasick, took antinausea tablets every three hours and offered them all round. Steve, another crew ...
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... radio schedules. The evening before our departure from Pancake Creek, we went through our usual routine and set the alarm for 4.30 am. It was mid-winter, and dark by 5.30 pm. Bent over the chart table, Felix said, 'We'll need to start ...
... radio schedules. The evening before our departure from Pancake Creek, we went through our usual routine and set the alarm for 4.30 am. It was mid-winter, and dark by 5.30 pm. Bent over the chart table, Felix said, 'We'll need to start ...
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