Captain’s Log, Part 7
On September 5th, the Lois McClure left Oswego and headed home. In terms of ports-of-call, we were halfway there: Oswego was our twentieth stop out of forty. Number 21 was …
On September 5th, the Lois McClure left Oswego and headed home. In terms of ports-of-call, we were halfway there: Oswego was our twentieth stop out of forty. Number 21 was …
by Jean Belisle 24th of September, it is 7 in the morning but I can’t see anything A very thick fog is covering Amsterdam. But like magic around 9 a …