Social Evenings

There wasn’t a dry eye in the house yesterday afternoon during our monthly Sailors’ Scuttlebutt talk, as more than fifty club members and guests sat spellbound listening to Esther Jordan’s harrowing account of her ordeal surviving a dismasting and a man missing overboard during a bitter storm en route to Bermuda.
In Esther’s own words: “the screaming wind was terrifying, I’ll never forget the sound of that wind. There was no moon, there was no stars, it was just pitch black”.