I can't wait for the oil wells to run dry, for the last gob of black, sticky muck to come oozing out of some remote well. Then the glory of sail will return. — Tristan Jones Copy Share Image
I can't wait for the oil wells to run dry, for the last gob of black, sticky muck to come oozing out of some… — Tristan Jones Copy Share Image
“The only way to see true reality is in solitude. One of the tragedies of human existence is that reality cannot be shared. What's… — Tristan Jones Copy Share Image
A small craft in the ocean is, or should be, a benevolent dictatorship. The skipper's brain is the vessel's brain and he must give… — Tristan Jones Copy Share Image
A small craft in an ocean is, or should be, a benevolent dictatorship. — Tristan Jones Copy Share Image
If you can not arrive in daylight, then stand off well clear, and wait until dawn. After all, that's one of the things God… — Tristan Jones Copy Share Image
