Voyage Of The Colby
By: Andrew Buckley
I had slept the night before, on and off, in the quarter berth, listening to the bilge pump go on every five to six minutes. At 2 a.m., I got up, opened the hatch and emerged in the summer night air of Warwick Cove. It only took about 26 pumps of the manual bilge’s handle to empty the sailboat. But it was coming in much too fast. Twenty years earlier, I had purchased a 27-foot Catalina 27 at the Savin Hill Yac...