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Suddenly I realized that unless TALARIA hurried up, we would not likely make the next opening of the bridge. Julian seemed to be doing fine, and having cleared things with NO CATCH-UP's skipper, we trimmed the sails and raced toward Little Current. Moppy, proudly, leading the parade, was silent. We made it through the bridge and tied up at the docks which line Little Current's water-front. In the distance I could see NO CATCH-UP's little, triangular, orange sail. Julian was doing fine and so we cleared up the mess that usually needs clearing up after a sail. Done with that, I checked to see how Julian was doing. He had almost reached the bridge and it was still open waiting for him to pass through. On the road, waiting, was a long line of vehicles.
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