Rogue waves, capsizing vessels, floating “Sea”crets, and a little white dog named Bitti?! What a maritime tale of stress and survival, and one can only hope the beloved parties eventually made it to sRogue waves, capsizing vessels, floating “Sea”crets, and a little white dog named Bitti?! What a maritime tale of stress and survival, and one can only hope the beloved parties eventually made it to shore.
Just part of a great review I received.
Writing about the places I've been on our private boat where we were the captain and crew is an exciting project at age 69. Stick with me on next book OH, Mexico...more